Getting Petrol

It’s not like going shopping.
Getting petrol’s just a chore.
It’s something you’ve just got to do,
but filling up’s a bore.

Imagine working selling fuel,
behind the till all day,
seeing folk who only want
to pay, and go away.

“Fifty bucks on credit darl?”
Said the voice behind the till
“Darl?” I thought, smiled a bit
and signed to pay my bill.

It’s as if I was a child of hers
being fed, then out to play.
It takes a mothers heart,
to transform the every-day.