The detail at the bottom of the stair –
a boxy finial on newel wood –
was damaged recently and needs repair.
My brother says the current workmen should
when finished fix the thing – “it’s only fair
to recognize the damage and make good.”
But was it they? That weathered cap was old,
and lately squirrel antics have been bold.

(Ottava Rima)

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