Life Has It Sob Stories

On my own in a cafe eating a piece of fruit cake And washing it down with an orange milk shake On the verandah overlooking the bay Around four thirty p m a quiet time of day At a nearby table quite close to me With rather posh accents sipping from their cups of coffee Talking of their troubles and quite close to tears Their best years behind them two aged old dears Five metres from me in distance quite near What they were on about i could not help but overhear Talking of their husbands who in the cemetery lay Life has it's sob stories it can be this way With them healthwise things not at all well Of their recent doctors visits they had stories to tell One with a heart complaint and feeling quite ill For this her doctor had prescribed a pill One on cancer remission to her friend did complain That she was losing out to sleep due to stomach pain For them i only could feel a bit sad Better days in life they surely have had In their early eighties of them one might say With brown hair dyes they had cloaked time's natural gray compared to them i feel lucky since healthwise i feel well And i do not have such sad stories to tell.