I watched you grow old at the counter of the hardware store
Smell of sawdust, coffee and a distant cigarette
As your rough hands wrinkled, the twinkle in your eyes grew brighter
You repaired screen doors and smiles
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From @hammeravgud
I watched you grow old at the counter of the hardware store
Smell of sawdust, coffee and a distant cigarette
As your rough hands wrinkled, the twinkle in your eyes grew brighter
You repaired screen doors and smiles