Half-a-tear.

The weight of all best times in life,

is I think, just half-a-tear.

I was strolling by the street yesterday,

When I saw a dog running towards her children,

with little food, she found on the roadside,

so they could all dine together,

And it left me just half-a-tear.

I remember each time I have left home,

And said goodbye,

through the window panes of the car,

And watched them disappear with the distance I covered,

All I have been left with is just half-a-tear.

And while watching the best movies,

As if there's life in it,

And as they shed tears on the screen,

I also do a bit, but just half-a-tear.

And each time I receive a 'Sorry' and a 'Thank you',

And it smells of heartfelt sentiment,

All I give them back,

is a smile and just half-a-tear.

And when I have nothing to do,

And I sit slackly on a summer afternoon,

And think of all the good times,

And after an hour or so,

As I wake up to life again,

All I see in myself is just half-a-tear.

All that I have forgiven, and forgotten,

And accepted and discovered,

It all just took half-a-tear,

And I wish, when I die and you come to my grave,

You stand there and smile and drop just half-a-tear.