In a Plaza
I’m sitting in a plaza as
I’m waiting for a friend.
There’s a bench and breeze, both things
On which you never can depend.
I’ve got the time and also have
My pencil and my pad,
So getting here this early wasn’t
Really all that bad.
I hardly get to see this friend
So this is such a treat.
We’re seeing different plays, but still
At least we’ll get to meet.
A little conversation then
A very welcome hug,
Which is better for my soul
Than any therapy or drug.
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