Talking by herself
Down a lonely road.
Talking to herself
Laughing all the time
Talking to herself
Down a country road.
Child, you cannot know
Why folks talk alone
If the road be long
And travellers none,
A man talks to himself.
If showers of sorrows
Fall down like arrows
The lone wayfarer
May talk by himself.
So an old woman
On lone country roads
Laughing all the time
May babble to herself
To keep the tears away.
Woman, You are sad!
'Tis the same with me.
Image from boryana-katsarova
All credits goes to RAPHAEL E.G ARMATTOE
This is a sad poem, expressing a pathetic sense of loneliness.
Loneliness and sorrow are the reason why a man would talk alone and same reason is applied to an old woman.
I think this poem expresses that loneliness is not a solution to sadness.