Her Pillow Case Still Soaked In Tears

I woke up alone today For the first time in twenty years; My wife has gone away Her pillow case still soaked in tears. We had made it for many years Through the tribulations and the trails; How often is a good marriage Brought to an end by the death of a child? He died of a rare disease; That was, of course, no one’s fault, But how to cope with the loss of your son Is something we’re not taught. She couldn’t stay and look at me Without painful memories; So packing her things to leave Seemed the only remedy. I woke up alone today For the first time in twenty years; My wife has gone away Her pillow case still soaked in tears.