The Plumber is a poem that I wrote one day after helping one of my brothers with some plumbing work that he was doing.

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The Plumber

The Plumber I know is extremely tidy and takes so much pride in his work, everything is left so precise until knocked by some stupid Burke.

He is the kind of Plumber who does it all good, just as a master plumber should, he is so efficient and so easily understood just wish the others could.

He knows a lot of stuff not just about plumbing and pipes, he has had a fare share of early mornings and late nights, other skills and things he does like so many things that are like riding a bike.

In so many situations he knows what to say and what to do and you can be sure he will be fair with you, all this plumber asks is that you are too.

He works very hard and he works very late, trying to work, please friends and be with his Mate, sometimes all of which are also reasons why he goes to bed so very late.

Though tired and weary he may seem there is within him a glimmering beam, the plumber is special in a special way as he does what he does nearly every single day.

But happy and content he may possibly be, as life has given him skills and the ability. He is a master plumber and he is what he has to be, a plumber doing plumbing and keeping very busy.

Nph Photographic & Written Works

2009


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