a simple thing

This is something that I know
the smell the feel of wood
where to cut, and shape
a thing of beauty.

This pine board has lived
a purpose cut short
I hold waning life in my hands.

I want to carve your stories
and display them for the
generations, but that
is not to be today.

Today you will become
a shelf, made for utility
not for art.
But I made you
and so you are my art.