Food Court

Food Court

Mall retailers open at ten.

Walkers earlier stepped here in their stride.

An aroma from Starbuck’s then

Attracts eight old men inside.

With their Cups of Joe

They gather at a rectangle table

In chairs set high ready to watch a show

Of incoming shoppers ready and able.

Not long do they watch.

They’d rather talk with each other.

At their ages there’s no time to botch

Or lose precious minutes with a brother.

The best of their day

Is having memory

While chatting the morning away,

Recalling past things held exemplary.

One good hour of conversation,

Sixty minutes of friendship to soak,

They end their daily libation

Parting with handshakes of the folk.