I came upon a bridge and then
Stumbled into sorrow’s friend
Her problem one I could not mend
Though my hand I did extend

She met my grasp and stepped down from
That ledge where she was standing numb
I did not know what was to come
I soothed her hand with a gentle thumb

She sat with me but did not weep
She told me how she sank so deep
And was sorry that she dragged me there
Down in the pits of her despair

I’m glad she didn’t take the leap
I’m glad the reaper didn’t reap
She closed her eyes in silent prayer
Good thing I had the day to spare