not minding the weather
lt wants the tools
he went out looking for them
those tools have to be found
he saw the old one's
yet not what he was searching for
after a long while he came back
pick up the old one's he saw
washed and cleanse them
applied some oils
took them to the sun
properly kept there to be dry
new they came out
while sad ln the mind
seeing so much replacement
he was happy at the heart
The old tools became the new
working very well and better
he went working further
using it everyday
oil shines it up
he should have put up no worry
what he needs was there
he understands the game
the meaning of things not within us
we are to greatly appreciate what we see
He never looked again
he saw them afterwards ln a place
when he was out and not on search
He took them home
just by looking at the old and the new
big lines was seen
not a thing like the same
he cherish them his tools
always washing and cleaning after work
they are his machines which makes work earlier
This poem expose that some old tools are durable than the new ones, just as lt took place in the life of the contractor, he did not see where he kept his newly bought equipments, then on the process, he saw the old ones that were rusty, he took them and clean them, and later find out that lt was the best he was looking for, because lt perform duty better than any other.
