​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.