The Little Boy and the Old Man

25 years ago I read this poem by Shel Silverstein for the first time.  I thought about it the other day and found it again.  Just wanted to share it with you.

THE LITTLE BOY AND THE OLD MAN


Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon."
Said the little old man, "I do that, too."
The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants."
"I do that, too!" Laughed the little old man.
Said the little boy, "I often cry."
The old man nodded, "So do I."
"But the worst of all," said the boy. .  .
"it seems grown-ups don't pay attention to me."
and he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand...
 "I know what you mean," said the little old man.

by Shel Silverstein