It must be very difficult
To be a man in grief.
Since men don't cry
and are supposed to be "strong".
No tears can bring relief
It must be very difficult
to stand up to the test
And field calls and visitors
So she can get some rest.
They'll always ask if she's all right
and what she's going through
But seldom would one take his hand
and ask 'My friend, but how are you?'
He hears her crying in the night
and feel 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
For this baby that they lost
was his very precious baby too.