Escaped blueberry dilemma

 

A blueberry rolled across the kitchen floor

But I am too tired to get it

It looks like a good one

Large round juicy and sweet

I have the whip cream here

In my right hand ready to smother

These captured berries in this glass bowl

I pause wondering if I will get

That fat berry across the room

Not wanting it to go to waste

Exhausted I lean against the

Formica counter hoping to

Be rescued by a decisive thought