Old man waving
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The old man waits for spring
When he can sit outside
In his green and white plaid lawn chair
Waving to the cars that pass
They wave back and for an instant
He has a connection ever so fleeting
His face lights up with each passing wave
Then fades again, he can't remember why
To all who see he's just a funny old man
But to him each wave lets him
Hang on to his mind if only for a moment
Copyright 2015
Richard L Ratliff