Have you seen that man?
He is clothed in dust and dreams
The weight of her children sheltered upon his back
He walks for miles in broken boots
For he, himself, if he was alone
He\'d be content to sit on the side lines of the road
His sole company a bird\'s serenade
His mind adrift on memory bliss
Nourishing on the thought of her
Their mother, his wife
The woman He took too soon.