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.
