The Gift of Tears

The Gift of Tears

In twenty years and more

The eyes have known no tears

Dry and unmoved

Whatever the joy or fears

Today the same man

The same and yet so different

Watched an old film

A film of pure sentiment

 A film where a good man

Sees the world without his life

Sees the difference he has made

To family, friends and wife

He has been there for everyone

Never asking in return

And in his hour of need

Of his fate they learn

Without a thought or a second glance

They return his love in kind

And just before it is too late

He sees he has been blind

Blind to all the goodness

Blind to all the love

Blind to all the joy and hope

Until shown by him above

And in that very moment

On screen and in the home

Pure goodness filled the air

And the tears did come

Not a hint of sadness

Not a bit of it

Another step along the way

Just the latest gift

The furnace of emotion

That always burns inside

After all these years

There is nothing left to hide