Poem: At Any Bar

There at the bar, where I haven’t been going as often lately. No need, when the coffee’s as good at home, and the company is far better.

An article I read just the other day said you are an entirely different person at 77 than you are at 14. I feel entirely different at 44 to when I was 34. And some days, even, to when I was 43.

A friend told me earlier t…