The Shoe Repairman

By Apolinario Villalobos

Bent by years of hard toil

And pushed by his desire to live on

He breathes the fume-laden air

Endures the searing heat of the sun

Till dusk as his work is done.

He greets the morning sun

From where he sits every morning

Bringing forth the spool of thread

And the needle to start another day

Till dusk to be with his family.

He is……..,72 years old.