Loading Dock
Once upon a time
and upon the loading dock
we staged floats for Mal’s St. Paddy’s Day parade.
Our first time out of the gate
we won a trophy.
I was a carrot.
I was a happy carrot.
Tasting success, we vowed to return.
We’re not liars; we returned
always meeting at the loading dock of the family ice factory.
The factory was so integral to our success
we commissioned a portrait
from Miriam Weems
of the loading dock.
Today my husband and I paraded
by ourselves,
the dock empty
and the new dog on the leash.
He looks like a normal husband, my husband.
Here he is juking as Mr. Potato Head.
One thing I learned today in this stroll
down loading dock lane:
Dogs don’t reminisce.
Mal's St. Paddy's Day Parade, Mal's St. Paddy's Day trophies, Miriam Weems, Morris Ice Company, Red Bird Brain Production, St. Paddy's Day Parade costumes
Luanne
Very cute photo story or illustratrated reminiscence.
Ellen Prewitt
I thought of it as a “photo poem”!