My father was the manager of a store in which chairs were strategically placed for those dutiful souls waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting for shoppers. Such patience is the most exhausting work there is, or so it seems at the time. This poem by Joseph O. Legaspi perfectly captures one of those scenes.
At the Bridal Shop
The gowns and dresses hang
At the Bridal Shop by Joseph O. Legaspi : American Life in Poetry #210 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureat
written byTed Kooser
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