Well I would if I could but I couldn’t so I didn’t.
The wood was so hard I tried and I tried but the wood wouldn’t no matter how hard I tried and I tried.
I’m a little down which wouldn’t happen if I had more resilience and a softer piece of wood, but as I said the wood wouldn’t and there it still stands, smiling I’m sure at my would be efforts to split it and shape it as a piece of wood should be shaped.
What would you do I asked my dear friend.
I wouldn’t give in she said with conviction I’d stick with it, make it bend to my will, that wood wouldn’t get the better of me.
So with renewed enthusiasm I ventured once more took my trusty axe and swung it down hard.
The wood as if expecting this assault merely grimaced and the axe it bounced off nearly hitting my head as it came back at me.
It wouldn’t be so bad, would it? If I gave up and sat in the cold because the wood wouldn’t split the way a block of wood should and I wouldn’t give a damn if the wood wouldn’t split but it’s cold and my friend, my one great love, sits shivering between giggles at my pathetic efforts to get the wood to do as a block of wood should.
I would and I will try all the harder to make the wood do as a block of wood should if I was more forceful then I’m sure it would. I think I’ll give it one last try, see if I can make this block of wood behave as a block of wood should.
Written for: https://lindaghill.com/2017/01/27/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-and-jusjojan-jan-2817/