Look into his eyes, he is smiling at you. But inside, his hearts broken. The years show on his smooth face. The pain in each wrinkle the years of past. With every bright glimmer you see the pain and sorrow. He never lets this hold him back. He holds his head up high. For he has become the man he is because of his pain. His heart is open wide. Love for those around. Always putting others before his own. He only wants others happy, and at times there is a price. His own. His feelings he wears proudly. The canvas is his skin. He paints you a story and wears it with pride. With each buzz of the needle, dot of the ink. He becomes more the man he wants to be. His life is full of sorrow, trouble and turmoil. To see this man you know he has pain. But he wears that smile so bright for  you can't but have a smile along side.