Why the Strong Man Cries

The strong man smiles, masking a face filled with utter humility Because now his life isn't a place he wants to be He has been robbed, but not of possesions, but of a friend A friend who had too quickly met his end A friend who made him laugh, and made him cry A favorite of him, and a favorite of I A good man, who gave all he had As a brother, as a son, and as a dad But in the strong man's strong heart he is alive in love Flying around in it, on the wings of a dove The epitome of grace, he never dies Yes I know why the strong man cries In Loving Memory of Owen Hart Written May 27th, 1999 © on Nov 08 2000 03:49 AM PST   0 • 8