By: Ardis E. Parshall - May 19, 2016 Old Carpenter By Alta Carson He keeps the trappings of his trade and wearsHammer, rule, an apron full of nails,A pencil in his cap, the handy squares,But does small jobs, at which he seldom fails.He is too old to climb the scaffoldingOr set the joists and uprights each in place.He watches others heft the beam and swingThe rafters to the loft. His weathered faceRecords the progress of the younger men;A...
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