It Is Always So Sad

It is always so sad to see an aging man in tears
The alcohol stirred up in him the memories of happier years
His  thoughts  did return to his beautiful wife
For thirty nine  years the great love of his life

In the local pub where laughter does abound
One tearful aging man amongst joy to be  found
The woman he loved is dead a year today
Sad memories do linger it does seem this way

That our happiest times can become our saddest memories does seem sad to say
Their only offspring a daughter married with two teenage daughters in a town far away
On the first anniversay of his  wife's death he is on his own
Since the day of her passing much sadness  he has known

In the local pub there is laughter and  cheer
And people quite happy enjoying their beer
But one poor aging fellow feels  sad and alone
To not feel for him one would need a heart of stone

In his mid  to late sixties his better years in life are long gone
But without his dear soulmate he has to live on
Our happies times in life can become our saddest memory
Suppose this is how  it is and it always will be.