The Forgotten Tool Poem by Bill Wright
The Forgotten Tool
I sit here frustrated in this box
Useless, pointless, no good to anyone
It wasn't always like this
Not when Andrew owned me
Life was different then
We all had jobs to do
In and out every day
Always some project or other
But I am moving on now
"Tools for Africa" they call it
Taken out of retirement
I will be loved and cherished again
Friday, June 15, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: retirement,tools
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