Barmaid And A Drunkard

The rural bar is always full. Pungent smoke and the vapour of spirits Intoxicate her before it's closed. A young drunkard journalist as a habit Who stays until the bar closed? And he drops her to the threshold of her house. She finds a day to talk him about their future But it's very hard as the guy is not sober at all. Very seldom he comes now and it's stopped all of a sudden. She goes home alone after the bar closed And a small twinkling star guides the entire walk. One day she found in a customer's newspaper her lost soul's obituary. She left the bar before it closed and murmured on the way 'I am not afraid and I feel that he comes with me along my life.'