Without A Dry Eye

Without a Dry Eye

When my kids left for Japan on summer travel

That’s the moment my entire life began to unravel.

She told me they were going to the island nation

but she didn’t tell me it was for a everlasting vacation.

She took my beloved children on an airplane

a vital step in her alienation campaign.

She told me an enormous and vicious lie –

This is the reason why

I live my life without a dry eye.

I have called to hear maybe one familiar voice

but make no mistake – there is no rejoice.

For three years I have heard nothing but silence

a cruel form of revenge and emotional violence.

To hear my children speak is nothing but a pipe-dream.

Was my loneliness and agony part of her poisonous scheme?

When they left I did not know it would be our last goodbye –

This is the reason why

I live my life without a dry eye.

I see their faces vividly in my dreams

then I awake to tears flowing like river streams.

Seeing my little tykes always brings me delight

even if it’s in the middle of the night.

Dreams give me moments of togetherness so sweet.

Dreams are all that I have, thanks to her deceit.

I dream about my little buddy and my cutie pie –

This is the reason why

I live my life without a dry eye.

I have lived many days full of wonder with little hope or grace.

I have lived many days praying for that first embrace.

It is so hard to be separated, to be apart

the sounds of grief echo in my gloomy heart.

I cannot give up hope and I beg and I pray

for the miracle to be reunited one day.

Every moment without them I silently die –

This is the biggest reason why

I live my life without a dry eye.