POEM - The Heat of the Moment

The never-fail produce stand
Held unrelenting treasures
In Kaleidoscopic variety
Like some produce themed rummage sale
Hawking delectable enticements

Today we arrived early
Out on an early Saturday morning date
We ditched the kids
Still huddled in their pjs and blankets
To bask in the bright sun
The first pleasant morning this spring
And the veggie stand was in step
Offering intriguing horticultural options
To inspire adventurous agriculture

Amidst the onion sets and tomato plants
Across from seed potatoes
Around the corner from the perennials
Vibrant green leaves caught my eye
Possessed of a familiar shape
Oblong and on the narrow side
Drawing to a delightful point
These must be peppers
But not just any peppers
Upon examination the leaves revealed
A murderer's row of spicy renown
Bearing cautionary monikers
Reaper and scorpion and ghost, oh my!
And I couldn't grab them fast enough
Throwing caution to the wind
And then circling around
And running over it for good measure

The stand never fails
Another treasure rides home
Making our day
Growing our bliss