Wednesday, November 28, 2018

chopping wood

all day
the man stands in the yard
splitting wood.
cord
after cord.
he swings the heavy
axe down
and breaks each
new piece into two.
he grows weary
in the cold sun.
his wife stands at
the door and smiles,
she wonders how long
he can go on like this.
when will his
happiness end.

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