Tearful Joy

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Every time she looked out of her window,
It was a sunny day.
But then she saw him right outside on the street,
And it all was no longer a treat.

She had set him up with another girl,
Cause honey life had always been a blur.
The time that she had been allotted here was limited,
However she only wanted to see him happy unlimited.

The old man had known about it for years,
Never thought that seeing his daughter go would bring out the tears,
He held onto to the past like broken glass
And it all now started to seem like a faded out past.

But alas, man never held the full glass,
Emptiness was to seep in like sand in an hourglass.
For no man was built to be full,
Every man went out without a handful.