Gabriel SimpsonLaw

Rookie (March 1960 / Essex England)

And Finally

Strange yet, how we dangle from the slightest shred of hope
Those flimsy gossamer wisps that could not possibly support us
We who love yet are not loved by return
We whose sense deserts us

‘Twas ever thus as I remember, ever thus as I recall
Never trust in something so slender as forlorn hope or surely fall
And landing hard across dark valleys
Learn nothing of your ways at all

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