A Mirrored Wall

We're going to get a mirror
Twenty-two by sixty-eight
It will be hung upon the wall  
Where we get our old plates

Not because we want to do this
No_another reason
We need to cover a mistake
Made in a past season

When we did some remodeling
Years, years, and years ago
My handy man just taped some wires
On others hard job bestow

He said, someday that will need to 
Be redone and I hope
I will no longer reside here
Death didn't claim us-nope

We are lucky to be alive
Thank God that He protects
The wire burned into while the man
Was doing the projects

Each time we get our plates and forks
In the mirror we'll see
Errors in judgement then
Now__ fat around that be

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M. L. Kiser

February 5, 2015 at 3:44 PM

Oh my...you are lucky that things didn't get worse. I'm glad that everyone's safe.

Robert Lindley

February 5, 2015 at 7:48 AM

Enjoyed this write about a hazard that did not have a tragic ending! A7 and thank God you guys are ok. Tis why its always smart to know the record and abilities of any handyman employed to do house repair work.

Anne-Lise Andresen

February 1, 2015 at 1:21 PM

..... when "the end" is good ..... everything is good :) - Enjoy reading, dear Sara - hug // Anne-Lise :)

Constance La France

February 1, 2015 at 6:39 AM

Sara, you were lucky, handymen doing shortcuts is a dangerous thing that happens all too often, your poem was well done and thanks so much for visiting my poetry ~~