Cappy's Workshop

Cut wood 

and old dirt 

Cobwebs 

and sharp light 

Shadows 

and outlines 

of fifty years 

refurbishing 

rebuilding 

technical 

toys 

He held a whole house together 

he held lives together 

The wood stove’s cold now 

the light bulbs burned out 

We should’ve mixed his ashes 

in the sand of the floor 

and the bottom of the stove 

so he could help support the next family 

April 18, 2019

#GloPoWriMo2019 #NaPoWriMo2019 Day 18 Prompt: make concrete the wild abstraction of a feeling like grief

#ShutUpWrite2019 Challenge

Cappy was my grandfather (2 February 1917 - 28 April 2000)