I Saw This Girl Poem by BRUCE MARTONE

I SAW THIS GIRL WALKING AROUND
IN THIS SMALL TOWN
SHE WAS CRYING AS SHE WALK ON BY
I STOP HER TO ASK HER WHY
AT FIRST SHE WOULDN`T SAY
SHE JUST KEPT ON GOING HER OWN WAY
THAN I GUESS SHE GOT TIRED
OF WIPING THAT TEAR FROM HER EYE
THAN SHE FINDALLY TOLD ME
AND NOW I KNOW WHY.
NOW WE WENT TO GET COFFEE
WHERE SHE TALK MOST OF THE DAY AWAY
AND INTO THE NIGHT
SHE SAID HER LIFE WENT BAD
WENT HER HUSBAND LEFT
TAKING EVERYTHING SHE HAD.
NOW HE LIVING PRETTY
WITH A PRETTY YOUNG GIRL
AND LIVING GOOD IN HER RICH WORLD
WHILE LEAVING ME LOST TO SURIVE
IN THIS BIG CITY
WHERE IT`S HARD TO STAY ALIVE.
BECAUSE I`M DOING IT ALL ALONE
AND MY CHECK DOESN`T GO FAR
IT BARLEY PAYS SOME OF THE BILLS
IN MY SMALL HOME.
NOW THE MANAGER WANT TO CLOSE
SO WE GRAB OUR COATS AND FINHISH OUR COFFE
THAN WE GO TALKING INTO THE NIGHT
AND ALL I DID WAS LISTEN
HELPING HER FEEL ALL RIGHT
AS WHERE WALKING UNDER THE STAR BRIGHT
AND RIGHT BEFORE SAYING GOODNIGHT
WE HUG UNDER THE BROKEN STREET LIGHT
AND BEFORE I KNEW SHE WAS GONE
AND STILL I DIDN`T KNOW HER NAME.
NOW I STARTED TO GO HOME
JUST THINKING ABOUT HER
AS I`M WALKING ALL ALONE
HOPING SHE DOING BETTER
THAT SHE GOT THE CHANCE TO TELL ME
IF ONLY I COULD CONTACT HER TO SEE
THAN I THOUGHT MORE ABOUT IT
SAYING MAYBE I SHOULD LET HER BE
LIKE A WHISPER IN THE WIND
YOU CAN HEAR BUT YOU CAN'T SEE.