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Walking In The Park

"Hey mister, how you doing?" "Do you need a friend tonight?' "I can take away your troubles" "I can make what's wrong seem right" A woman's thoughts from a childs voice Knocked me senseless in the dark I guess I should know better Than to walk home through the park "Baby, you'll forget your troubles" "If you'll spend some time with me" "Where's your car? Just let's go do it" "You'll really like it, wait and see" I kept my pace and ventured forward I didn't want to see her face I didn't want to see her standing So I began to increase my pace "C'mon baby, it's worth your while" "I can make your problems go" "It won't take long, I know you'll like it" "Come and play, it's fun...you know!" I turned around to see the speaker Just to say that I'd heard enough I didn't want to hurt her either I didn't want to come off tough So when I stopped and turned to face her From the darkness she stepped out A tiny child in a woman's outfit Looking like she'd been knocked about I said "No thanks", this ain't my style I just want to get on home I want to go about my business And I want to go on home alone. "But baby, I'm the best thing ever" "You'll never find a girl like me" I swear to God, she acted older But she only looked one score less three I looked at her and something tingled "Sure, let's go" I spoke aloud Then she smiled, ever so slightly She hooked my arm and I gently bowed "I have a question, dear...before we" "Head on out to do the deed" "When did you last eat dinner" "When was your last real good feed? "It's been a while, I can see that" "Your'e nothing more than skin and bone" "If your'e my date, we'll first have dinner" "Then, I'll take you to my home" 'She acted tough, but failed to hide it "Dinner..fine..but then we go" I smiled back, and off we ventured Through the park, our heads bowed low We found a small, deserted diner We took a booth where we could talk Talking was just what I wanted But talking, that's where she would balk She ate her meal like a starving beasty Sparks were flying off the plate What? I thought had forced this child To turning tricks to be her fate? We finished up and left the diner She said that I would not regret I took her home like I had promised For a night  I'd not forget I hung her coat inside the closet Climbed the stairs up to my room She followed close, but was not speaking The air hung heavy with her gloom I said "Before we do the dealing" "You should clean up...the showers there" I found a robe and watched her smile I then sait down in my old chair I heard the water run forever She came out clean as she could get She wore the robe and a small hand towel Wrapped about her hair so wet I'd make some drinks, some nice hot chocolate I sat her down and then she spoke "I'd like to thank you for the dinner" "do you mind if I have a smoke?" I told her fine, but had my reasons I'd keep her busy, without sex She talked for hours, just like a child She was rubbing her bruised neck She said she'd run from down in Georgia Coming here was not her plan She had wanted to go to college But this was where the poor girl ran It's funny but this child like woman Never talked of why she'd come She talked of people she was missing She'd said she'd like to once more run She nodded off into a slumber I picked her up and laid her down I wrapped her up with a warm blanket And then I headed off to town When she awoke, I sat there smiling And not a word was ever said For when I left, I bought a ticket One...to Georgia...lay on the bed. I said "It's yours...if you should want it" "You've got three hours, so let's go eat" This waif like girl then responded With a smile that just could not be beat We headed back down to the diner Breakfast was the meal this time I paid the bill and from my wallet Said "Here, take this...it's still my dime" This girl was lost inside her body I helped her find her way  again I watched her leave clutching the ticket I knew we'd never meet again I hope she found where she was heading I hope she made it , I admit I never went to check the depot I hoped she used that bus ticket Another night, another walk home Another voice came from the dark "Hey sweetie, you look kind of lonely" I smiled..and walked back in the park....... .
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roger-turner
Canadian
Published
May 2, 2012
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Read by Jim Cressman on Straight Talk with Bill Paul...Fanshawe Radio

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