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SHH Here He Comes

A dull-looking scuffed up ebony toolbox full of pure happiness,
Sat in the back of Charley’s old green Chevy pick-up truck,
Waiting for him to drink his three cups of coffee.
“Another adventure!” the wrench said to the clamps.

The tools knew that Charley would be using them today for sure.
He had thrown a tarp, some paint cans, and his can of nails in last night.
They were eager to get started, happy to see what they would be building.
“Here he comes!” the hammer said. “Silence!” There was instant compliance.

The tools shook with exuberance, feeling today’s adventure.
Would they be building a window seat, porch, deck? Someone’s park bench?
“SHHHH!” the pliers cautioned them. “He is getting in!”
Charley had no idea they were aware he was lifting souls
One project at a time.  A simple carpenter, with a good soul…

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Date: 9/14/2019 10:35:00 PM
Caren, You're still building a lifetime of loveliness in poetic form. The both of you three. Please give my best to Trixie and the others. -Richard
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Date: 9/7/2019 7:09:00 AM
Are you referring to St Joseph? Using a Chevy? Your imagination runs deep. Hugs
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 9/7/2019 8:36:00 AM
I am not sure. I will consult Trixie after her nap. She was up all night creating, and is snoozing away in another part of my brain.