Onions

There is a woman who cries when she peels onions.
She cries for the sick, the poor, the widowed, the orphans.
She cries for childless couples, for divorcing couples.
She cries for young soldiers fallen at war or handicapped for life.
She cries for the victims of terror.
She cries for lost souls.
She cries for lack of unity.
She cries for Holocaust survivors and their children.
She cries for physical and spiritual hunger in the world.

And everybody thinks she is crying because she is peeling onions.