Man Soliciting Work Poem by Bill Grace

The man came by the house soliciting work
The day after the work was done,
The day after the pine in the corner had been trimmed,
The day after I finally found men I felt I could trust
Who I even liked.
The broad brimmed hat - the dark sunglasses
Did not help his cause, did not let me get a look at him
The all important first impression being what it is
He looked like hell - shouting his inquiry
With a drive way between us.
He drove away hard in his truck and angry with himself
When I saw the young lad sitting beside him
I was sad that there was no victory for either of us.