A Friend in Need!
I saw an old lady in the park
Seated upon a wooden bench
And in her I did see
The strength I needed to carry on and proceed
She seemed so lonely and depressed
Yet once up close I did see
A face filled with joy
A face filled with glee, happier than I could be
She was intent upon her work
She didn’t notice me there
And she had a walkman on
And in her hand was a pen drawing and writing
She was so happy that I could see
That some of it rubbed off on me
And if a lady so old and frail
Could carry on then I knew I could prevail
Seated upon a wooden bench
I saw an old lady in the park
I wonder what she would think of me
If she knew of what she did to my heart
I went to the park to help out a friend I need
A friend I had not met yet
She pushed a cart and lived from it too
I went to the park to help out a friend
Only to find out the friend in need was me.
-1989
S.R. McEvoy
I saw an old lady in the park
Seated upon a wooden bench
And in her I did see
The strength I needed to carry on and proceed
She seemed so lonely and depressed
Yet once up close I did see
A face filled with joy
A face filled with glee, happier than I could be
She was intent upon her work
She didn’t notice me there
And she had a walkman on
And in her hand was a pen drawing and writing
She was so happy that I could see
That some of it rubbed off on me
And if a lady so old and frail
Could carry on then I knew I could prevail
Seated upon a wooden bench
I saw an old lady in the park
I wonder what she would think of me
If she knew of what she did to my heart
I went to the park to help out a friend I need
A friend I had not met yet
She pushed a cart and lived from it too
I went to the park to help out a friend
Only to find out the friend in need was me.
-1989
S.R. McEvoy



