MAN ON A CORNER
Watching the sun go down, his stare seemed beyond the sky,
A child so young, from this corner he saw them light up in the night,
Run with your friends as the sun rises in the early morning light.
I have seen a man on a corner since my days of chasing butterflies,
Where is it that he goes, what thoughts clutter his mind on many days.
He begins back in time when he too watched a man on a corner,
Playing many childish games, we ran until the sun set in the sky,
Today as the children play it is I who becomes a man on a corner.