The Reluctant Roofer
No problem getting employment. It's
experience that is valued and he
has had plenty of experience, he
booms in his Cockney accent, our
rough-hewn friend, his rock-hard
facial features in an excitement of
inspiration. Experience in scrambling
on rooftops, freezing in winter when
people want the acres of snow
shovelled for fear of the roof caving;
broiling in summer when he's
exposed and elevated to the rays of
the blasted sun. Experiences? The
odd fall, even for one so experienced.
There's been no cure yet for stupidity
in choosing a living, nor for the
habit of a human body to age and
clumsiness to set in, experienced or
not. So, the kids growing older, out
of school now, time for the Old Man
to find something he wants, for himself
that's a change, wot? His mutual love
affair with dogs inspired him to a new
career as the neighbourhood dog
walker, a man whom dogs love and
who loves them right back in spades.
Monday, September 12, 2016
Labels:
Poetry
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