Second Handed Flowers
I was working in Miami for a day or two I decided I'd look up a girl that I once knew I bought some flowers and went to see a girl I used to know The lady at her door said she had married long ago Times will change and towns will change there I was alone And suddenly I wondered, would Susie be at home? So, with the flowers in my hand, I walked toward her gate Someone touched me on the arm and said, 'You'll have to wait' Then I noticed there were people standing in line And some of them were holding pretty flowers, just like mine They explained that Susie had been in an awful crash Doctors said that she had just a little while to last When I walked into her room, I felt a sense of shame But I heard Susie whisper, "I'm awfully glad you came" She had been the girl that I had always gone to see When someone that I cared for had been untrue to me I handed her the flowers and she gently kissed my hand She said, 'Don't be embarra*sed, you know I understand' I said, 'Goodbye' and as I bent to kiss her fevered brow I heard her whisper, "Thank you for the second handed flowers"
