The old man opened the garage door
And stared at his old green Ford
It had sat unmoved for thirty years
It was all sealed up and stored

His wife, Ella, died back in sixty two
left him to raise their little boys
And he shed a tear as he looked across
At an old boxful of their favourite toys

But they'ed flown the coop many years ago
When he said things he couldn't even remember
And when the boys walked out it broke his heart
On that dark month of December

The last time he prayed he asked the lord
'Lord where has my family all gone?
Cause' now there's just an empty darkened void
Where laughter and light once shone'

He sat hands shaking, in his favourite chair
His arms all worn and thin
Then he thought of the boys he loved so much
And wondered why they never visited him

When the cleaning lady came and found him
An old photograph was clutched in his fist
But they say he had a smile on his face
He had gone to the love he missed

A chest full of medals in a cabinet sat
With some citations earned in the Korean war
But he always regretted going over there
Always wondered what the fighting was for

His burial service was a quiet affair
And not many even knew he was gone
But a little bird on a nearby branch
Chirped out a sweet sounding song 

                        G J Tate