The conversation opener
was an oft heard phrase,

“These young people today,
They have crazy ideas,”

As I sat on the couch, I
feigned sharp interest,

and I prepped myself for
a story about teens.

My mind drifted
only momentarily,

but even half listening,
I realized that

this 90-year-old man
was talking about

someone from
my generation.

We’ve been friends so long,
he didn’t see age;

just a faithful listener
to share his rage.