Hey, Eric,
A bike-helmeted 10-year-old,
Yelled to a friend
Across street traffic.
Hey, Eric,
He yelled again, waving still
To show where he was,
But he got only a furrowed squint,
And no wave back.
Hey, Eric…
He said once more.
But cautiously unsure,
And, nearly inaudibly, said to himself…
At least I think it’s Eric.