Starting the long descent down the mountain
You needed a walking stick.
With miles ahead on the wet steep rocky trail
The jungle is no place for a fall.
Usually you are the one who sees a solution
The engineer who makes it better
While I muddle my way making do with what is.
That day we shared a moment of happiness.
I saw the palm frond in the debris next to us
And found it would do perfectly
Easily trimming and breaking it to size
Creating a light but strong staff for you.
Seeing your delighted smile
Such pleasure for me to solve a problem
To feel effective having skills.
This is a gift you give to me.
