A Nice Old Man

By Ian Copestick

Where I
walk my
dog, every
day, I see
an old man.
A nice old man.

While the
weather's
good, he
walks
around the
neighborhood,
with a cane

He waves
at everyone
he sees .

Whether
he knows
them, or not,
I have no idea.

But, I always
enjoy meeting
him.
He's always
really cheery.

Except,
sometimes
he complains
that a lot less
people wave
back to him,
than they used
to.

That may be
because they
have no idea
who he is.

But, I don't know.

He's still a
nice old man.