Today's rows are rusty
With many stories to to tell
An iron bedstead from family past
Rising and faring well.
This one will grace the plum room
Housing the casual guest
Where my father lay before
And my grandfather laid to rest.
I have some work to do
Removing two wheels
Getting it ready for the room
That was my ideal..
This rust and paint
Shall remain for all to see
Just like my wrinkles
They are memories to me.
These rows are for the challenge
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You'll have fun I pledge
