Once one day by the road,
There was a woman all alone.
She stood there with her walking frame,
So crossing the road was not a game.
I politely asked for her name
She smiled and said her name was Joan.
I told her my name was Tone,
She needed help to get across
I said let’s wait for cars to pass
The lights went red and she was led
To safety on the other side
She was so grateful that I cried