February 21, 2019
HINGE
He didn’t like his job -
compared to his brother,
back home in another place ….
He …. Changing light bulbs,
cleaning toilets,
mopping marble
floors after midnight ….
Then one night
all alone as he
was polishing a metal hinge -
he realized this was good:
his four kids were in good schools;
his wife greeted him with a rich smile
and a great hello when he got home
at 4 in the morning; and he was a
bronze shining hinge between
two cultures, countries, languages,
even though some wanted a wall
instead of a door.
© Andy Costello, Reflections 2019