I look at the old shop It only closed a few days ago I remembered it by name And the people that worked there Their names were Jane and Harold A couple who started the business on their honeymoon A simple store, selling simple things Coats, towels, brooms And yet I always came So they could be happy
However, money was tight Few customers ever came The two grew worried They couldn't keep up, but they tried to Sold all their belongings, just so they could be happy Jane was infertile, but she knew the shop was her baby When she cried, Harold cried And eventually, they let go
I walked to the empty storefront Sometimes I could see the two smiling