Lady By the Corner

So at the nook of the broadway alley Stood there was an old defaced stall With an outdated dark outworn wall Coverd with the fetching portrayals of Scotland valley At the upfront shelf was a young lady Bearing a sweet grin on her baby face Having the semblance full of grace Working at that space that seems to be shady Conferring her was not that hard As she had a heart open for all Engaging in talks that were small Was the best segmet in her regard Rushing every now and then to her And savouring the sun down nattering But all those moments paused in a fling As those vivid dreams happened to blur Our hours of gossip ceased to occur As she moved to a place beyond our grasp Unhanding herself from the mankind's clasp On a divine evening as she would prefer As another year close in on me Once again I was at the nook of the alley Gazing at the shop and those depicts of valley Reminding of the person who was now free