L. E. Evans
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Lonely With Pride
I wonder at night as I sit alone, dark clouds and rain outside.
The ocean pounding on the shore with a tone of derision, cried
An old cat meowing at someone's door wanting inside,
Will I ever forget my obstinate pride,
Letting go of someone who meant all and then nothing in my pride
When he sighed I did not take his side,
Longing and longing for a past,
Which can not be recast,
I cannot return because of pride.