Joy bought three beautiful Veg Trugs, In kit form, to be bolted together And screwed carefully, piece by piece, Check! Consider whether This piece was the one needed next, Proceed until the job was done. Beautiful, one might say, standing Proudly, in the noonday sun.
The second was completed too, Looking so good standing there, And then we tackled number three. Adversity arrived from nowhere! I stood to reach another piece Of timber from the carton, Then completely lost my balance, Toppling,- in slow motion.
I rolled before I hit the ground, Landing shoulder first, then my head, Legs scraping against the ends of boards Tearing the flesh, - “Stay there!” Joy said. Top heavy, I had just capsized Like a yacht under too much sail. It took ages to regain my feet And to finally exhale!
Bill Edmunds 