On the Stool he stands

with carefree ease one foot in the air.

He is king on this sturdy old thing

claims it as a step Ladder, to myself I shake my head,

« Should we take it home? » he says.

Ignoring the convincing chatter of reasons I should say no

I admire him, as he continues to balance with

His unawareness of a perfect pose.

So be it a stool for a step ladder.