The first time I laid eyes on Kevin

I took him for a Jack Tale come to life.

I mean I could see him as thirteen years old

headin’ down the road to seek his fortune

but here he was

in his mid-forties

on the porch

at our house

and all he wanted was a living wage.

Funny, ain’t it,

how all them tales ‘bout Jack ring true

but Kevin’s tale

is truth.