Vainly I Stand
Vainly I stand before you
Waiting for an utterance
Any word of understanding
But these are days of famine
The honeysuckle flow of verse,
And kindness has abandoned
No words can repair this ruin
Too late, too late, to wait
My memory of you will fade
Yours of me will never be
And thus is another chapter
Of broken dreams and lost love
Copyright © John Trainer | Year Posted 2014
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