FRIGID CLEANUP

Cleaning the car off this morn,

Too much weight he had borne…

Crust inches thick

Taught him quick

To avoid having muscles sprained/torn!

Near his heart a twinge,

On which his caution hinged…

Chopping crust

Into pieces a must,

His limits his labor impinged!

Letting the car idle,

to warm up the windshield is vital…

Watch from inside

No need for hurt pride,

No need to work as if suicidal!

Jonathan Caswell

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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