Still Standing
Standing across the street she would always pray the rosary
In the cold, rain and heat, among the bustle, there she would be
Women would come and women would go, but there she just prayed
A daily continuous flow, as on this woman's mind, it had weighed
She was always there right around 9, after the 8 o clock Mass
She didn't carry a sign as to intrude on those who would pass
Simply rosary beads in her hand, a deep sullen look on her face
She wasn't there to make a stand, just to ask God for Hiis Grace
But something happened today giving her a great sense of joy
As a young lady made her way in her arms her inquisitive little boy
But they didn't walk past, instead she stopped and turned
Telling her about her past and what she has since learned
She seen her that day, just before she walked inside
Her coat black, her hair gray, but it was that rosary she had eyed
Like a giant flash of light with that one clear moment to think
Everything suddenly came into sight and her heart began to sink
She had turned around leaving as quickly as she came
That peace of mind she found had led to complete inner shame
Even with three years gone by she still thinks of that day
She just wanted to say hi to the lady that changed her life that day
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