Moving the Shed

What a project
to move a ten by ten
heavy, dead weight
heavy wooden shed
from the middle of the yard
to the far back corner
forty feet laterally
and back another thirty feet
An engineer, a contractor
discussed the best strategy
We had telephone poles to roll it
long strong boards to transport
but no plan to lever, to pry
to unhinge it from its current spot
Grampa, in his eighties, had enough
Grabbing a two by four, heaved it off its blocks
The accountant and the banker,
grandson and son,
with no delusions of competence
jumped to his bark, his command
We moved the shed,
because he called

August 13, 2006 14:43


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