It's a weary heart that worries
  when barring trouble from your door,
It's a weary  hand that cradles
  a hungry child that wants for more,
It's a weary smile that greets you
  when it's not easy to be kind,
It's a weary mouth that hollers
  when a lost one you have to find,
It's a weary painful gesture
  when in sleep you can't find rest,
It's a weary hurtful feeling
  when there's a burden on your chest,
It's weary time that follows
  when you have no one to call,
It's a weary tear that dries
  on one who has no hope at all,
It's a weary lonely moment
  when one has died in vain,
No tears given for a special life
  that endured a weary pain.