Love refuses to change its course,
though it finds no path to travel on.
Love holds fast to all its hopes,
though all its cause for hope is gone.
Love sits beside an empty chair,
though endless hours pass, alone it waits.
Love seeks a train that never comes,
though past the time they close the gates.
Love checks the post day after day,
though emptiness is all it finds.
Love finally seals the lover's fate.
It locks her doors and shuts her blinds.
Joseph Weilenbeck 05/05/2018
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