Old Man and Me
My friend was at the basketball courts last night
been playing there for over twenty years
and he stopped and said I look a little lonely
way out there I was in tears.
It was dark and late and I was tired
we sat and it was just silence, where
usually he'd be talking my ear off
he knew what happened, we sat in a stare.
Older than me, and wise
I told him I don't feel like writing anymore
or listening to music or being here
he said I'm climbing mountains and sore
he put his arm on my shoulder
just need to rest awhile until
I could recuperate from the last climb
the best thing, just to be still
but I wanted to play basketball
we laughed, me and the old man
shooting hoops in the half-dark
staying with me until the sun began...
old man and me-