Waiting

Always waiting…this…I've done,

Waiting for true love to come,

For though I've sought it…night and day,

The fates have often barred the way—

And so I sit…alone and void,

Feeling neither love…nor joy,

Though once I thought,

Such I had found…

It proved to be…a ploy—

Thus waiting am I still,

For that which…

I know not…

E'er will—

Escape the fates…

To care for me,

As long ago…

I once did thee.