It was a long fence, with lots of sections.

There were some sections nicer than others.
Some were weather-worn to paper-thin,
Others were dried and peeling with age.
Some were cracked and dried on top.
Some were rotted at the bottom.
All were wanting care.

A week of working together and
We had a new fence. The little problems
Were all worked on, sanded, chipped, scraped,
Pieces replaced, tightened, straightened
And painted fresh. We worked together.

I scraped and sanded, nailed and sawed;
She painted, covering everything
With a fresh, smooth coat. When we
Stood back and looked at that old tired
Fence that we had thought we might have
To tear down and replace, it looked
As good as new. We looked at each other.

Good fences make good marriages.

04/22/2006

Posted on 04/23/2006
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