PROUD AMERICAN's blog: "Go ahead make my day"

                                                                    Mystery Lady

            Sittin' there all alone

            smokin a cigarette

            such a sad sad sight,

            trying to remember

            while trying to forget

            what brought her there

            that night .

            Dressed in black

           and feeling blue

            I was wondering

            what I could do

            so I walked over

            and offered her a drink or two.

            I asked her what brought her here,

            in her eye's I saw a tear,

            she said "I'd tell you but my story's a little long.

            I said, " It's alright, I don't care,

              if it takes all night tell me,

             what brought you here."

           That was 10:00 o'clock

           now it's 2:00, and there was nothing

           I could do, I was captivated by

           her story of heartache and pain,

           but most of all her strength

           not to go insane.

            I offered to take her home,

           she said no thanks , I don't

           live that far, just around the corner,

           I didn't even need my car."

           All of the sudden

           she began to smile,

           I knew it was something

           she hadn't done in quite a while.

           I went around the corner,

           from the directions she gave,

           the only thing I saw

           was a  solitary grave.

          I went back to the bar

           early the next day

           to try to get her name,

           the bartender said,

          " That's our mystery lady,

            and for those that listen to her story,

            are never quite the same."

           " Here my friend,

             have another drink or two,

             it's from our mystery lady,

             who from this point on,

             will always be a part of you."