In a small room
his hands seemed even larger
brought mind Kenny Rogers’ Lucille –
big and calloused
from removing wool from sheep
shearing 300 day – that’s what he did before buying a farm.
The hands surround the cup
gathering words to speak obituary and eulogy.
That statue on the hill above the town?
It was to a local politician
who had enacted legislation which broke up England owned estates.
10 years later
recognized with a knighthood
by then the former politician too frail
too frail to travel to the capital
or even the local town
the future King to be was visiting the then colony
his train stopped at the local siding
the ailing politician shuffled on board
to kneel and receive the sword … and die six weeks later.
a tear formed
the former shearer said, “ It’s how I got my farm.”