Life goes on.
When I found you sat crying, on that park bench,
With the soggy tissue pressed against your nose.
I simply said excuse me and you told me to leave you alone;
But I’m sorry I cannot, simply walk away.
You see this is such a beautiful day!
No it’s not; it’s horrible. I’ve just lost the man that I love.
He left me for some woman he met down the pub.
Was he there a lot without you?
Yes, I had to take care of the kids
And clean the house after work
And do a million other things.
So what did he do?
He worked in an office.
So why could he not help you to look after the kids?
Or help with the housework?
Or just do something?
Well he had to go to the pub, to take care of business.
Oh really? What was her name?
What!? Are you trying to be funny!?
No; I was simply trying to say, look Honey,
It’s clear to see you’re better off without him;
He obviously didn’t care enough to not go out drinking.
But what will I do now?
I can’t afford to pay a babysitter, to look after the kids,
While I go out to work;
They’ll never see me.
I only work part time so I can spend time with them.
How old are they now?
Timmy’s 6 and Tommy is 7.
Timmy and Tommy? That must get confusing?
Only occasionally, when they make me scream.
Oh what could they do that could make you scream?
You know what boys are like;
Causing havoc and breaking things.
Maybe that’s because they had no Father figure,
To discipline them?
Oh he did keep them in line; well, when he was around.
And what of when he wasn’t? Did you discipline them?
I couldn’t make them cry; they’re only six and seven.
So they saw you were a push over? Just like your Husband did?
Who the Hell are you to call me a push over!?
You don’t even know me!
You’re quite right, I don’t know you;
But I’ve seen your type before in many a picture
And the only advice I can give to you, is to change in the future.
Look you’re better off without your Husband,
He’s a spineless jerk.
It seems to me you were the only one willing to work,
To make the marriage last,
Even though he cared more about his pint glass.
So come on with me now
And let me show you another garden path.
What do you mean? Things can be different to this?
Of course they can my Dear; you too can live in bliss.
All you have to do is change a few things.
Then this time next year, when I see you here,
You will no longer be crying.
You’ll be watching your kids play
And you’ll have a new man at side.
You don’t know that, you’re not God;
You can’t predict the future of my life.
You see that’s where you’re wrong Dear;
I am the man you call God.
I’ve just come along to see you
And to offer you a helping hand with your lot.
Oh yeah, of course you are and I’m the Virgin Mary!
Well then Mary, shall we begin your new journey?
The first destination is the school to fetch the kids;
Then I intend to change your life
And give you the strength to live,
A happy life full of joy.
My dear take my hand and we shall go fetch the boys.
A year later, I returned to that park
And guess what;
I was right…
Mary had healed her broken heart.
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