"Two Friends" by David Ignatow

I have something to tell you.

I'm listening.

I'm dying.

I'm sorry to hear.

I'm growing old.

It's terrible.

It is. I thought you should know

of course and I'm sorry. Keep in touch.

I will and you too.

And let know what's new.

Certainly, though it can't be much.

And stay well.

And you too.

And go slow.

And you too.