It Is Always So Sad Poem by Francis Duggan

It is always so sad to see an aging man in tears
The alcohol stirred up in him the memories of happier years
His thoughts did return to his beautiful wife
For thirty nine years the great love of his life

In the local pub where laughter does abound
One tearful aging man among joy to be found
The woman he loved is dead a year today
Sad memories do linger it does seem this way

That our happiest times can become our saddest memories does seem sad to say
Their only offspring a daughter married with two teenage daughters in a town far away
On the first anniversary of his wife's death he is on his own
Since the day of her passing much sadness he has known

In the local pub there is laughter and cheer
And people quite happy enjoying their beer
But one poor aging fellow feels sad and alone
To not feel for him one would need a heart of stone

In his mid to late sixties his better years in life are long gone
But without his dear soulmate he has to live on
Our happiest times in life can become our saddest memory
Suppose this is how it is and it always will be.