poem of the day April 29

Nothing much had changed

Maggie's café is still around

in this Wyoming cowboy town

It was closed for the day

but I was able to look inside

The bar was the same

The table chairs the same

The jukebox was still there

Everything was the same

except for me who had eaten

there many times as a young man

and now stood by the door looking in 

as an old man remembering his past