Torch sits dark beside your boot
Slag glass shines like broken fruit
Century brick holds summer heat
You rest your boots on history street
Blue denim Boston autumn light
Welder rests through morning bright
Camera catches what you earn
Brick and breath and patient turn
Trolley clangs on copper wire
Steam rises from the manhole fire
Lunch pail dents show years of work
You watch the pigeons circle murk
Blue denim Boston autumn light
Welder rests through morning bright
Camera catches what you earn
Brick and breath and patient turn
Freedom Trail tourists snap their phones
You guard these stones with calloused bones
Apprentice years taught patience deep
Now autumn lets the welder sleep
Blue denim Boston autumn light
Welder rests through morning bright
Camera catches what you earn
Brick and breath and patient turn
No passport stamp no ticket stub
Just shutter speed and city grub
The arc light blinded midnight shifts
Now golden hour grants you gifts
You frame the rest the world ignores
A quiet king on historic floors
Leaf skitters on the herringbone
You pull your hood and head for home
Negative strip dries in the sink
Tomorrow rises on the blink
Blue denim Boston autumn light
Welder rests through morning bright
Camera catches what you earn
Brick and breath and patient turn
Every frame a quiet fire
You build the city wire by wire
Shutter clicks the day goodbye
Blue denim under Boston sky