Why I Am Smiling Today

There used to be an ad in TV Guide.

If you could draw the lumberjack –

the head of the lumberjack, with his

beard and cap and flannel shirt –

you might have talent, and maybe

you were just the one they were looking for.

Today I saw that fellow, in our park,

here in the neighborhood.

He’d shaved the beard and changed his shirt,

but the cap was the same.

And then two boys came along,

who might’ve been me, if I’d been

two people when I wanted to draw him.

Isn’t it wondrous, how things come around

to resurrect the past,

and someone still might

answer the call?