It must be very difficult
To be a man in grief
Since men don’t cry
and men are strong
No tears can bring relief.
It must be very difficult
To stand up to the test
And field the calls and visitors
So she can get some rest.
They always ask if she’s all right
And what she’s going through.
But seldom take his hand and ask
My friend, but how are you?
He hears her crying in the night
And thinks his heart will break.
He dries her tears and comforts her
But stays strong for her sake.
It must be very difficult
To start each day anew.
And try to be so very brave
He lost his baby too.
Author Unknown