All the checkout lines were open.
None had more than three in line.
I chose one with a woman emptying her cart.
She was halfway through, I would be out in a dash!
Just as she finished and what did I see?
A man came rolling-up, his cart to the brim.
Excuse me, “I’m with her,” he said with élan.
“Are you kidding me"? I replied in wonder.
“It’s Christmas” he explained, as it was an explanation.
For, why did his wife let me stand right behind her the last five minutes?
I moved to an adjacent line, with a fellow incredulous witness, to this Christmas miracle.