A MAN WITH AN AX

  Wood needs to be chopped, it sits waiting, many 
  types and sizes,

  Fall is in the air, chillier the air turns, work must be 
  Done.

  A job it is to chop enough wood to warm a home for 
 The Winter,

  Must be done, perhaps no fun as it is an accomplishment 
  To be proud.

  Stack it in a pile, carry it piece by piece, chopped and 
  Split Wood for a fire,

   A smell, can you take it in, smell the aroma as it's 
   Cut, Stronger it grows.

   A man with an ax gets this job done, he sweats from 
   Morning Till the setting sun,

   Swinging an ax, working as the cold moves closer,

   The wood pile will rise higher.

   A man with an ax is strong and determined,

  He will succeed because he knows of its need,

   When it's done, a Winter of warmth,

  When the setting sun, he knows the job is done. 

                              Keith Garrett