Morning fog clings to copper wire
Repairman climbs with steady pliers
Greenhouse glass shows spider cracks
Tomato vines climb wooden racks
Rain taps rhythm on broken roof
He strips the sheath with weathered proof
Signal waits in silent loop
Copper sings through cracked glass panes
Mending hums in broken lanes
Rain hammers roof but we stay dry
Repairman wipes his calloused eye
Solder smoke curls in humid air
Flux and tin bind with careful care
Tomato leaves brush copper thread
Roots drink deep in clay beds
Thunder rolls across the bay
Lighthouse flash would mark the way
Now I hold the line at play
Copper sings through cracked glass panes
Mending hums in broken lanes
Rain hammers roof but we stay dry
Repairman wipes his calloused eye
Afternoon light splits prism shards
Rainbow falls on toolbox parts
Screwdriver rests on wooden shelf
Current speaks beyond ourselves
Copper sings through cracked glass panes
Mending hums in broken lanes
Rain hammers roof but we stay dry
Repairman wipes his calloused eye
Dusk settles on the mended line
Dial tone hums a low design
Greenhouse breathes in cooler air
Cracks still show
