said the little boy
sometimes I drop my spoon
said the old man
I do that too
the little boy whispered
I wet my pants
I do that too
laughed the old man
said the little boy
I often cry
the old man nodded
so do I
but worst of all
said the boy
it seems
grown-ups don’t pay attention to me
and he felt the warmth
of a wrinkled old hand
I know what you mean
said the little old man
Shel Silverstein
Art [William Uthermohlen]
