the waitress knows my name…

The corner booth

Maybe you wonder how I can spend

so much time in this corner booth…

It’s easy, really, I have nowhere else I need to be,

this place is nicer than my place,

and I see people here,

years ago I met my friend here

almost every day,

I miss his cheerful contemplation

of so many things.

I’m alone now,

but not lonely,

I think about the times of my life

and the people I shared it with,

we shared good times in this booth,

and we shared the sadness we couldn’t avoid,

it’s a comfort being here,

the waitress knows my name, of course,

and she knows what I like to eat…

I didn’t think I would become

the old man in the corner booth.

You don’t think you’re going to be like me.

March 26, 2023

Inspired by “Old Man Eating Alone in a Chinese Restaurant”

by Billy Collins, as published in “Poem of the Day,” August 21, 2022,

by Poetry Foundation

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