Mary dear, do sit awhile,

come here and rest your feet.

I knew if I sat here

there would be someone nice to meet.

This bench has been a friend

since my dear Wilfred passed away,

it's dedicated to him and

I come here every day.

When it rains, I don't sit down,

I say hello and leave,

I find it so much friendlier

than by a grave to grieve.

Oh look! There's Mrs. Richards,

Yoo Hoo! Bless her, see, she waved.

She's shaky on the cobbles,

better she stays where it's paved.

I dare say she is busy,

what's that? Oh, you have to go.

I understand. . .you've family,

they need you home, I know.

Well now Wilfred, here we are,

just you and me once more,

I don't think there'll be others dear,

it's nearly half past four.

The children are all home from school,

the 'oldies' are at tea,

the shops are packing things away,

the sun has set I see.

I'll leave you now my darling,

for it's getting very dark.

you know I'm not too keen,

when it gets late, to cross the park.

I shall be back tomorrow,

there'll be lots of friends I know.

Night night, God bless my darling,

now I really have to go.