Coalhouse
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CATEGORY
life
Old man strength
Smells of mothballs and
Menthols
Grunts getting up
Grunts sitting down
Knees creak like rusty hinges
Calloused claws carrying decades of work in his hands
Old man strength
Raised down south
Country boy up north
Working two jobs
Keeping his family fed
Sipping kitchen table coffee at 4 am
Time to go do it again.....
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COMMENTS
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mlowe5 says: Yes Sir; as old and strong as dirt! Write on Brother! Peace and Love, M. Lowe. |
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LP45 says: Nice flow. |
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