I made a new friend yesterday
whose skin was much darker than mine.
He asked me to sit beside him
and this boy was only nine.
He said his name was Michael
as he ate apple slices and sauce.
Soon his mother entered the room
and I cold tell she was the boss.
What a good boss she was to him
I could she the love in her eyes
as she helped him to be polite
so he wasn’t rude like other guys.
We talked about our diabetes
and how I was sixty years older
then he talked about bugs and snakes
as his ease with me became bolder.
We shared our common interests
even deaths we both have had.
He lost an older brother
and I’d lost my mother and dad.
When he went to the restroom
I bragged on the good child she had
and I complimented her
on raising such an nice lad.
I may never see those two again
our paths may not ever meet
but for one short hour of bliss
I shared time that was so neat.
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Chip Bergeron