I smiled a while ago
I smiled because I saw you’re face
I saw you smile
So rare that feeling of grace

But now my face is somber
My bright blue eyes turn grey
Sadness returning with the memory
That you have long lived you’re last day

I open my eyes
As I listen to the rain
Falling on the grass
Falling on the growing grain

I smiled a while ago
I smiled because I saw you’re face
I saw you smile
So wonderful that feeling of grace

Slowly now I rise
I rise from the bed in which I lay
And wearily I walk
Sensing the weight of this long day

I close my eyes
As I step out into the rain
Feeling it as it falls
Feeling it as it washes away a little of the pain

I smiled a while ago
I smiled because I saw you’re face
I saw you smile
So peaceful that feeling of grace

Remembering your voice
The meaning of all your words
I can’t help but ponder now
About those little hummingbirds

One to kiss the widow
The widow that was your wife
Another for me to hug
And yet another, now still and absent of its life

I smiled a while ago
I smiled because thought I saw you here
I saw you on the farm again
But then, I don’t think you ever left