Early one spring morning, while the lawn was still covered with dew, I awoke from a deep and restful slumber to start the day anew.
Perched on the rooftop was was a stack of Owens Corning Shingles ready to install. Very odd indeed, looking so ready layered so tall.
One by one they flew out of their bundles landing precisely in place, not one turn not one tumble, what a fast pace. On again and on again, vibrations on time, Hypnotic sounds a rhythm and a rhyme.
An interrupting grumble, a smile with no time.
An appetite to satisfy, it's definitely lunchtime. A loud tummy is in need. It's break-time for the roofing machine, it's time to feed.
Perched on the rooftop was was a stack of Owens Corning Shingles ready to install. Very odd indeed, looking so ready layered so tall.
One by one they flew out of their bundles landing precisely in place, not one turn not one tumble, what a fast pace. On again and on again, vibrations on time, Hypnotic sounds a rhythm and a rhyme.
An interrupting grumble, a smile with no time.
An appetite to satisfy, it's definitely lunchtime. A loud tummy is in need. It's break-time for the roofing machine, it's time to feed.
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