The Boy Who Never Cried

Long ago and far away in a land no map can find
There lived in long forgotten days a boy who never cried
He was his mother’s only child, so she never wondered why
Until the news spread far and wide of a boy who never cried
From fabled lands, the pilgrims came to behold the silent child
In ancient tones, they sang his name over every lonely mile
There were those who came in reverence, there were those who stood outside
And whispered low in quatrains dim of a boy who never cried
Days grew long and short until the seasons turned to years
The child grew strong and fairer still with a face unstained by tears
And every maid and lady fair held her breath when he passed by
For their mothers bid them all beware of a man who never cries
He lived alone for all his years and then on the day he died
He shed a single precious tear for a boy who never cried