Saturday, April 19, 2008

Parge Me

There is a joy to parging,
That is nonexistent everywhere else.
You take the gaps and cracks in your walls,
And fill them smooth and sooth yourself.

And you can think back to the action you took,
Changing your roughness to surface that,
To others is an entirely different,
Side to what they thought was fact.

And one day you may have to parge again,
But not if you've done it right.
That's another lesson learned by the act,
Taking time first will save you many a night.

And it's alright,
If your work is kept from sight,
You will forever know what you did,
To change potential darkness into eternal light.

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