The Day My Name Was Ben Poem by Kim Barney

One day as I walked through the mall,
I met a man who was quite tall.
His face lit up. 'How are you, Ben?
I ain't seen you since who knows when! '

Now, I'm not Ben; my name is Kim,
but that I'll not reveal to him.
He is so happy, joy no end.
He thinks he's found a long-lost friend.

'How is your wife? '

'Oh, she's just fine.
She spends a lot of time online.
She orders dresses, shoes and such.
Sometimes I think she spends too much,
but I don't scold her. She's a dear,
and fills my life with so much cheer.
Well, I must go now; you take care,
and we'll meet up again somewhere.'

And so I sent him on his way,
with hopes he'll see his Ben some day.