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Oct 2017
Once upon a time,
You were bound for someone’s fireplace
Ready to burn yourself to keep the cold out
Sacrificing yourself for the warmth
An admirable ambition nonetheless
But what a shame of a way to go
You were exceptional, so one of a kind
Like a buoy in the ocean
You stood out among a sea of commotion  

With no hesitation,
A craftsman decided to fight for your alternate life
Picked you up, hauled you home
Boy, what a heavy log you were
For you to truly shine
Rots needed to be axed
Botches needed to be sanded
Cracks needed to be filled
After a lifetime of love and care
Now you get to literally say
“Dinner’s on me!”

Chainsaw marks and scratches still remain
A part of who you are but no longer in pain
With new purpose and endeavor
Looking as beautiful as ever
P.S. Started this poem thinking “I’m gonna write about the cheese board I’m making.”
Half way through, I realized it could also be about how a battle worn person like the log after going
through the renewing process with the right support from a craftsman or in human sense, family and friends came out a better, lighter, happier version of itself. So go back and read it again from a different perspective.
Samuel H
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Samuel H  122/M/California
(122/M/California)   
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