Recently working in the garden
(already an unusual activity for me)
my spade hit something solid
(spade = unusual tool for me)
and on investigation and deeper digging
I found an old Phillips Head.
How I thought of Salv
that it might have slipped
out of the pocket of the much worn
green shorts
and that he would have returned inside
reciting ‘drats….drats….I have lost
my good Phillips Head screwdriver’
and I imagine he would have had
a cup of tea in consolation for his loss.
Fear not Salv
I have it soaking down in vinegar
(as per Dr Google)
and I shall have it back
in your garage in no time.
MaryAnne
Remembering Salv Caleo 