poetry by j matthew waters

reworking the soil

the dead man is gone
and here we are back where
we started
trying to sort it all out

maybe next time it will be me
and then nothing
will ever need to be sorted
out again

until then there is work
yet to be done
so pick up your shovel son
work awaits us in the fields

december two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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