now that you’ve been dead for many years,
And I have wandered through my own vast hell,
I see the desperate anguish in your tears
And hope at last that I can love you well.
For only in my love can your love be
The love that once, I think, you had for me.
I am a poet and webmaster of the popular poetry site, Poems for Free, at http://www.poemsforfree.com.