I saw her crying in the park <br />A lonely figure in the dark <br />Her tears they fell upon the ground <br />Leaving patches wet and round <br /> <br />This fragile figure wracked with pain <br />Sobbing now without refrain <br />Of my presence unaware <br />Venting feelings of despair <br /> <br />An empty pushchair by her side <br />And then suddenly I realised <br />I knew I could not intervene <br />Upon this sad and grieving scene <br /> <br />And so I walked into the night <br />My heart felt heavy for her plight <br />Then in my mind I made a cross <br />A silent prayer to heed her loss.<br /><br />Graham Jones<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-lonely-figure/
