For Her & Them Poem by Dean Meredith

I thought
It might be
A fine thing

My grand-daughter
Being shown
By her father

The subtle art
Of laying bricks
For a living

Her wiry frame
Carrying them
In the rain

Determined
To overcome
To fall & get up

To prove
A few wrong
Others right

"I shall overcome
For I am fine
I am me

And no-one else
‘Cept parts of you
But mostly me

I laid them
It was hard
& I came through

That house, that home
Was much
Made by me"