drinking beer with the kids

we didn't use to be kids
we were grown-ups with big ideas,
we didn't even see the pudgy older people
with white hair and wrinkled skin sitting next to us.
they were out of touch, broken and ugly.
perhaps more slender and slightly less ugly,
but with wrinkles and sun spots, I sat next
to the kids and listened in,
not intentionally.
the big ideas flowed easily mixed in
with talk of girls and trips and
mothers.
they're the kids now
they don't even notice me sitting there
I'm old now and I know this
the kids will never see the grown-ups
but we will see them and we will
remember.