Peeled and worn

Scarred by snow shovels

Blistered from Summer sun

Faded beauty needing love

Dreading the chore

I gathered the tools

Sandpaper, stain and brushes

A day of play given away

Cedar smeared along the grain

Rejuvenating oil filled the flaws

Each stroke caressed the thirsty pores

Wood’s magnificence was restored.

More than lifeless planks held by screws

A deck embraces family and friends

Breaking bread, making memories.

Refreshed, it’s time to party.