He didn’t know the lettuce I wanted.



I spent years loving only one type of lettuce.

Shredded, cold, and fresh.

All the best qualities you can have in a bag of lettuce.

I refused to try other brands of lettuce because I was only used to this specific brand.

Until the last time I went into the store.

I went into the store happy, confident, and secure.

until he grabbed the wrong bag of lettuce.

He came back with an unfamiliar bag.

It wasn’t the lettuce I spent years loving.

It didn’t feel normal.

The bag was still clear, but the shape of the lettuce was different, the color, and the moisture wasn't the same either.

I was now confused and sad, and I felt strange.

But I realized it wasn’t about the color of the lettuce, the shape, or the color of the bag.

It was about me.

I took the lettuce home.

It was the best decision I’ve ever made.

I love the new lettuce.

About this poem

This poem is about not settling just because it’s what your mind and heart prefers. This poem is about self growth. Taking new changes. Trying new things.

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Written on July 06, 2023

Submitted by paigejustice080103 on July 06, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme A X A X X X A B X X X X B X X X A
Closest metre Iambic hexameter
Characters 854
Words 192
Stanzas 17
Stanza Lengths 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1

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