Phil walked in to find
Joe and Caleb working together
To build a train track.
By the end of the day,
It was an intricate mass of swirls,
In some places three levels high.
Wednesday, April 17, 2019
Whiplash
From recommendations of “slowdown” and “limited release,”
To cries of “convention booth” and “immediate,”
I can hardly keep up.
There’s certainly a lot to do!
Monday, April 15, 2019
Coaching II
I sent several products off for shipping.
They went without barcodes.
The thought never struck me.
Why do we not have a system built-in?
This is not the first time we’ve missed
That important labor-saving measure.
Coaching
I will spend $350 on two foreign workers,
Who will maybe offer unnecessary lists.
I gave a request, but did not know enough
To know the questions to ask,
The instructions to give.
I did not offer a small fee for a small product, to test.
None of these thoughts struck me at all.
And now I am left feeling a fool.
And poorer, by $350.
Casual
“Notre Dame is on fire,” Phil said.
And I wondered which sports team was tearing it up.
Except this isn’t a day for college sports.
And I wondered if the campus was
Right now being destroyed.
Until his next words stopped me cold.
“The 850-year-old cathedral
Is right now collapsing.”
I groan in my spirit as tears come to my eyes.
That beautiful edifice.
That incredible rose window.
Under scaffolding when I visited.
But at least I saw it.
What will be left for my boys?
For my grandchildren?
Sunday, April 14, 2019
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