I saw Billy Higgins
Once
On a warm October
Greenwich Village
Night.
He was surrounded by
Friends
At an outdoor
Cafe.
Holy moley, I thought,
That’s Billy Higgins!
Naturally,
He was
Smiling.
Poem for Billy Higgins
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