We all know the classic "The Villiage Blacksmith" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, I've made my own first verse. Add yours by quote and we'll see if we can all come up with our own version collectively, one verse at a time.

"Under a dormant chestnut tree
My humble smithy stands
The smith a chilly man I be
With cold and frostbit hands
My anvil sleeps beneath the drifts
Like blowing desert sands"...

O.K. now it's YOUR turn to add the next verse...
:)Dan

Good one Dan, but I think all you will likely get are a bunch more "first" verses:

Under the icebound drooping tree
my little smithy stands
I walk to the shop with shuffling step
or on my "back" I'll land
The little gasser heats the place up
as I tend to the tasks at hand