Behind a train just moving
he was running,when I asked him
why?Leave and catch the next...
Color pencils worth two cups,said he
my son could shade a smile or two
Cursing the sun he sat near me
waiting for the next,for the next..
Where am I,seeking appointmnt
just to attend my own smile,
my son,and where he is..
Was this which I called prediliction
I'm not sure ,a murkier business..
With pleasure I opened my wallet
bought two cups,one for adjunct..
Now, could I brag about??
Not more but least did I paint
a smile to an age
that always deserved it....
