Old Man

inspired by a city bus ride watching people inside and outside the bus windows.

Quiet dignity

Wrinkles a map of your life

your eyes dulled by age

yet bright with wisdom

You watch

And the world goes by

Old man what are you thinking?

You stare 

Into space

Children giggle and point

A high pitched sound 

And they pass you by

You watch them walk away

Old man what are you thinking?

You smile softly

Old memories like sepia prints

Play out in your mind

Age melts like snow

You caress your beard

You sit and contemplate

Seasons pass you by

Old man what are you thinking?

Pigeons pace 

Upon your vacant bench

Snowflakes have covered it

An old friend came to call

You left with Him

Where are you now

And 

Old man what are you thinking?