After Ben's Visit Last Fall

Waving, waving, waving
goo'bye, goo'bye
goo'bye,
Waving, waving, waving
till we cannot see your eyes.

a flash of brakelights at the corner
makes us think
hope
for a moment
you are coming back
then there's a flash of your favorite hat
and just the morning chill remains.

yet still we wave
goo'bye
goo'bye goo'bye
long after the taxi's turned and gone

Waving, waving, waving till we cannot see
taxis
hats
your eyes.