At The Plowman's Recollection

Sometimes the more than stubborn oxen broke
the top or bottom struts that framed their yoke.
Sometimes a large stone crumpled our plowshare.
But either situation meant repair.
For that, we called on Joseph and his son
(no matter how ungodly was the hour).
They always came to help.  The work was done
quite well; the cost was low; the wage asked, fair.
Sometimes in glaring heat, sometimes a shower
of rain, they labored.  Jesus, like his father,
was careful of details that would not bother
a less concerned man.  He put all his heart
into his calling.  His work was like art---
done wholly, not just in the easiest part.
 
Starward
 
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