Thursday, September 22, 2011
The Painter Man
He shared how he painted in a certain way
I happily showed him around my home
Also explaining about why I lived alone
He said, really your windows aren't that bad
With a sigh of relief it made me feel glad
Done with our talking he started to sand
I thought to myself he seems a good man
It wasn't long when he found some soft wood
I asked if he could fix it and he said he would
Lunch time arrived so I made him a hot drink
I asked him some questions, what did he think
Over lunch we discussed some interesting stuff
Being a solo dad for him at times had been tough
I thought to myself how we had come to meet
How life at times can be very bitter and sweet
I'm sitting thinking about the good of it all
For this painter man no job was too small
He arrives each day with a cheery hello
I greet him with a smile then let him go
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