Tears of Heaven

There once was a very sad and lonely old man who had lost everything. He had lost his wife; he had lost his home, and he had lost his only true love. He sat on large rock under a weeping willow tree and mourned alone all by himself. He mourned the sad morning; he mourned his loss, and he mourned for all of life. He sat there alone and weeping under that old willow tree as a small tear formed in the corner of his eye. The tiny tear swelled and grew larger and then started to run down the old man's cheek. It rolled down his face and then gently fell to the ground below. As it landed on the soft fresh soil it soaked into the ground at once and in one magic instant a beautiful flower sprung up and blossomed where it fell. The lovely little flower grew and blossomed at once with the magic of true love and sorrow that was hidden deep inside the old man's heart. It was the most lovely and precious flower of all. A pretty young lady walked past and asked the old man what was wrong, 'Why are you so sad and lonely. Why are sitting under the willow weeping all alone?' she asked the old man tenderly. He never said a word though but plucked the beautiful little flower from beneath his feet and gave it to the pretty girl in silence. 'Why, thank you' she smiled in surprise and walked away down the little town path happy with the most beautiful little flower in the whole wide world that he had given her. The old man just smiled to himself. Everything just happened with a reason it seemed to him. And some tears where simply made in Heaven after all.