BEACH CHAIRS CAREFULLY REPAIRED.
Each morning he opens the garage door and
Sits in front on a sturdy one waiting for customers.
A grey neighbor lady yearning company
Brings him an old chair in terrible shape,
Says, “You can have it for parts, no charge.
Tell me, what are you doing for dinner?”
Two young boys who have to live with their grandmother
Show him a rusty red chair they found on the curb.
He offers them each a quarter, but they want a dollar.
He compromises. He’ll give them a dollar next time.
It’s been ten years since his trusted partner,
The wife he thought he could never win, died.
For three months he cried by day and sobbed by night
Until he could no longer take the sulfuric pain.
He’d have to decide, either become a drunk,
He could afford vodka, enough for that,
Or find a way of staying sober, keeping busy,
Useful, and not embarrassing himself.
So he put up his sign and now sits and waits
For people to come to him who need repair,
But, he collects parts mostly and smiles, almost
Contently, in front of his open garage door.