Autumn Drive

I drove home,

 on an autumnal afternoon,

I was deep in thought,

about all the bad things in my life.

About growing old, and

being alone.

The general state of humanity. 

When driving, I saw

a young boy bouncing a basketball,

up and down the sidewalk with

an elderly man.

Then felt a little okay again.

Soon after was I stuck,

behind a beat-up pickup truck.

I was annoyed by traffic

and other thoughts.

When I noticed in the cab,

two lovers rubbing shoulders, and

I smiled once again. 

Closer to home I saw,

a man so consistent,

watering his lawn.

And the sun shown down,

on him and the street, 

between browned leaves,

and for a brief moment,

I felt relieved.