I drank a cup of coffee
with an old man once;
and like him it was
sweet and weak.
He sat there in silence
deeply lost in thought
but before long he
began to speak.
Like you I was young
and handsome once:
chiseled body with
muscles galore.
I went away to college
to discover myself;
ended up in the
Vietnam War.
Every day is a gift, son.
Make the most of it.
Live each one like
it’s your last.
Unlike me, you won’t
be young forever,
enjoy your youth
before it has passed