How many poets did I know growing up
I knew doctors, lawyers and bricklayers
Teachers, bookkeepers, naysayers
Local politicians and crossing guards
‘Handicapped’ people, we called them ‘retards’
I knew the guy who drove the ice cream truck
A professional gambler who was quick with a buck
I even knew a minister, rabbi, and priest
People from the coast, the south, and the Middle East
But I never knew a poet growing up
Seems that most were old or deceased
Numpty Trumpty plans to build a brick wall
Will it be his election downfall
As all the bricklayers and all the tradesmen
Have vowed not to lay a brick ever again!
05~19~17
Three hard-working bricklayers were once asked what they were doing.
Their replies said a lot about them and the goal that each was pursuing!
The first answered, "Well, I am laying bricks, as you can see!
I strive for perfection and for a fair wage, a days work I'll guarantee!"
The second retorted, "Well, I am making $17.50 an hour!
I've been a mason for twenty years and have a heap of staying power!"
The third replied, "Well, I'm building a cathedral for the glory of the Lord!
I strive for eternal significance in all I do and expect little worldly reward!"
All three were doing the same job, yet each had a different point of view!
Perhaps the moral of this tale is to strive for eternal value in all you do!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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I WAS ONLY A BRICKLAYERS HELPER,
WHO GOT TO KNOW TOO MUCH.
SO I WANDERED INTO THE DESERT,
AND BEGAN TO BUILD WITH MY TOUCH.
A SECRET CHAMBER THAT WOULD HOLD A KEY.
MY APPRENTICES WERE BAFFLED!
TO BREAK IT?THEY WOULD NEVER SEE,
WHAT WAS HIDDEN IN THIS TRIANGLE!
SO I SHOWED THEM HOW TO BUILD IT SMALL.
AS REVEALED TO ME BY MY MASTER.
AND PLACE A RAZOR THAT WILL NEVER FAIL!
OR PEEL!AND RESISTANT TO ALL DISASTERS!
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