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5/1/15: Poem

The carpenter stood uncertain

as he faced the road ahead

-in choosing a new direction

was suddenly filled with dread.

He looked down upon the toolbox

he had confidently grown to love

-unsure if it would be enough.

 

“It worked here, will it work there?”

Was the doubt that plagued his mind.

“Will it work there, like it worked here?

Do I want the answer I’d find?

Still, I guess it doesn’t make sense

standing here gathering dust.

The longer I stay here

the more I’m likely to rust.”