“LOWES” poem

by Carol Bass


Early Friday Morning
in front of the Lowes landing dock
glistening sun reflecting off pick up windows and bumpers
men loading 2 x 4's
like dancers in a broadway play
no yelling or shooting bullets
just a deep peaceful intent of the work ahead
beautiful humans
black white mexicans 
I wanted to hug them all for the goodness and hope
of lives they were living 
on a bright day
Friday before Thanksgiving