By Dolo Diaz
He worked for my father.
Tumbled down the mountain cliff
in the shovel logger.
He was an only child
my father had to tell his father.
First appeared in Book of Jobs, An Anthology of Poems about Work (ONE ART)
By Dolo Diaz
He worked for my father.
Tumbled down the mountain cliff
in the shovel logger.
He was an only child
my father had to tell his father.
First appeared in Book of Jobs, An Anthology of Poems about Work (ONE ART)