Passing my time
On an old park bench
What's on my mind?
I let my thoughts just
float away
And in this moment
I see a wise and lonely face
He takes a seat beside me
Caught in his disadvantaged grace
As he asks a question
I can see it in his eyes
He wants nothing from me
So I think I'll lend an ear
this time
I feel our differences
As the stories start to unwind
His journey's not the same as mine
But it's funny, I see myself within
his eyes
Now I hate to end it
But my time is running dim
So regretfully I stand & say goodbye
To this momentary friend
in time.
For Ben 2013 joni james