The
hard wooden pole
It
stands the heat of the sun and time
The
years of rain and sunlight
It
never cries but holds it steady
The
contraction begins
The
hairline cracks appear
Though
it looks artistic
The
broken lines on its body
The
timber paint frayed
With
the onslaught of heat and rain
It
stands challenging of the hardened weather
Of
time it takes its toll
Now
roll a new coat of paint
It
takes the shine for another good day
The
heat and rain will come in no time
The
wooden pole stands steady once more
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