She did not shed a single tear, br the weeks that she lay dying. br No pain was felt to feed her fear br the morphine soaked up every tear br I never saw her crying. br br She'd only ask, 'Don't leave me here br alone, she says, while sighing. br I held her hand, sat very near br played music loud so she could hear. br I never saw her crying. br br And now the silence deafens, br in the now quite empty house. br Unwelcome is the errant tear, br from memories of this past year. br Reminding me, I never saw her crying.