Not only suffering bad case of flu
January 17 approaches
I am not a man who easily sheds tears
I have been in the ring with grown men
Mom was born January 17, 1918
She died two days after her birthday the 19th
Sis was 66 the day she died
On Mom's birthday January 17
I sat staring into space both funerals
There was crying all around me
Year later I sat in my room
The wife looked in shut the door
"let it go Dandy!"
I cried for hours straight--blubbered
I no longer hold back tears
This week for me well be quite maudlin
But I am no less a man for shedding tears
All you who have lost loved ones
I shed a tear for yours too