The MasonHe picked up a red brick
Brushed it off
and placed it on the wet cement.
He had sweat on his brow that
His overalls and long sleeve plaid shirt
Were a good choice that frigid morning
But mid-day it was 80 degrees under the sun.
He still stacked because if he didn't nobody else would.
He spread the cement with a trowel
and placed another brushed brick.
With every stacked brick he gave it a tap.
That set it in place just right.
His back had an ache and his shin had a splint
but every brick tapped was one brick closer
To being complete.