Impressions: A Book of Verse/Grief's Loneliness

by Lilla Cabot Perry

 

GRIEF'S LONELINESS

ALONE and uncompanioned must thou go
Through Sorrow's portals, for thee opened wide,
While I, who'ld follow thee to share thy woe
In helpless sympathy am shut outside.

I beat with clenched fist that iron door
Within which thou alone confront'st thy fate;
Dear Heart, whatever thy pain, I suffer more
Who powerless to aid thee here must wait.