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A Poem


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A friend saw this and thought of me. I think some of you will like it also.  ;)

 

I like to sit in my shop.
I have a favorite chair that I like to sit in when I sit in my shop.
Sometimes I sit in my shop early in the morning and think of the day ahead.
Sometimes I sit in my shop at the end of the day and look at the results of the day and what tomorrow’s work will be.
Sometimes I sit down in the middle of the day and rest my legs.

I like to sit in my shop.
I like to look at my tools all around me.
Some in boxes
Some on benches, Some under benches
Some hang on the wall
Some in racks
Some stand in corners
I have store bought tools
I have homemade tools,
I have a few that my grandfather used.
I like to sit with my tools

I like to sit in my shop
Over on the shelf is a model my son put together years ago. Please don’t touch it, the glue is old and the parts tend to come off.
I have several hot wheels cars the grandkids left on the floor long ago, now they lie in the top lid of the tool box on the rolling bench. They have long since forgotten them. One day they’ll get to remember them.
Up there are the pieces of a bare walnut bowl that I was turning for my bride. It was almost complete and I reached in with the gouge to get that last spot. That bowl exploded and hit me in the chest. I was relieved when I looked down and there wasn’t a gouge sticking out of me.
Those signs you see hanging high on the wall I picked up here and there over the years. I just like them…..can’t really tell you why.
I like to sit with my things.

I like to sit in my shop.
I like to talk to my friends while sitting in my shop
I try to answer questions about forges, anvils and steel.
I try to answer questions about motorcycles, cars and why yes I will have another beer.
I often ask questions too.
I like to sit in my shop and talk with my friends

I like to sit in my shop
I like to sit with my dogs and talk real low.
I like to pet them and rub their bellies and ears and tell them how rough they have it.
I have always thought that nature should have made their life spans longer.
My dogs (and the neighbors dogs) like to lay in my shop on the cool concrete and watch me work.
I’m glad the dogs like to sit in my shop

I like to sit in my shop.
I remember when I was young I had a neighbor up on the hill.
He liked to sit in his shop when the day was thru.
I thought he was old…. If I had only known.
I liked to sit in his shop and talk of things he knew.
He shared his knowledge and peanuts too.
He is gone now but sometimes he comes and sits in my shop too.

I like to sit in my shop
Among my things
With my memories
People, Pets, Places, songs, stories and things.
Each day brings more…….

I like to sit in my shop

JWB                           

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Greetings JWB,

 

Thank you for sharing this is o so true...  On your treck to Michigan you are welcome at my shop in Lake City for some of the above...   Our MABA President  refers to my shops as Blacksmith Heaven...  Look up on past uppsetters for a preview...

 

Jim

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Greetings JWB,

 

Thank you for sharing this is o so true...  On your treck to Michigan you are welcome at my shop in Lake City for some of the above...   Our MABA President  refers to my shops as Blacksmith Heaven...  Look up on past uppsetters for a preview...

 

Jim

 

Thanks for the invite Jim! You might just see me banging on your door. I love to look in other people's shop's.

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