She was so close at hand yet so far in spirit
She didn't understand and she just didn't want to hear it
On the side walks of Boston and just 35 feet away
She just started to run so she didn't have to hear them pray
But one woman in the crowd with but a Rosary in her hand
Suddenly she cried out really loud "My Dear Child I understand"
Not really in her direct sight but just off to her side view
She knew this lady was right in having these feelings she knew
She looked at the entrance then looked towards the lady's way
Beginning to lighten her stance as she heard "it is for you I pray"
Turning around just feet away the woman now looking into her eyes
In the balance what does lay supported by such fragile ties
With her hand outstretched tears running down her face
In her face was the pain etched for a love that you can not replace
She simply clutched her shivering hand and gathered herself quickly
"Oh yes I do understand in knowing the pain that you can't see"
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