A carpenter who’s been driving nails all day, tells his son all about the things he makes, despite his exhaustion he keeps a smile on his face as his son sits on his knee, learning with such pure curiosity
The time he knows is precious he wants to impart everything he can, before his hour glass runs out of sand
His son looks at the callouses on his hands, he’s learning more than a trade, like how to be a man, and provide for a family the best he can, those are lessons that will stand the test of time
By: J.N.R Dutton
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 