The shop owner was showing all the signs of another dispute.
The part I purchased did not work at all,
At least in the way I expected.
The “defense” letter arrived,
Part is working as designed. Must be your house that’s the problem.
Drawing breadth, I composed my response.
Holding back my real feelings of anger,
I outlined why I thought this was unfair, thanked them for trying,
But I just needed by money back.
And my peace again.
Within what seemed like moments the response came.
Yes, you can have your money back.
Thank You for your patience.
Perhaps I can continue to investigate and find out what the problem is.
Words of delight to my eyes.
Sometimes, we really do reap what we sow.
The unexpected arrives as our reward.
Measured in units of beauty or images,
The wrinkling skin, guided by a cautious owner,
Retires into the shade.
Staying there, until the criticism becomes unbearable,
When at last someone declares
“You are ugly”.
Ending a life of self-confidence and beginning one of loneliness.