At The Workplace Poem by Trevor Wells
At The Workplace
The sounds of construction are heard all around
As a carpenter pounds a nail or saws a board.
He stretches his tape measure from end to end,
In hope that the board will have just the right fit.
He assembles the pieces of wood in just the right order,
And slowly sees his hard work begin to show up.
Before he knows it, a house stands before him,
And all of his hard work stands for the world to see.
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