Despair - Poem by Adeline Foster
When I walked daily in despair,
How fickled spirits fly
When hope became a daily pain -
Despair a nightly sty.
Until a bridge loomed up ahead -
I dared to walk across
And leave my heart there on the bank
Contented with the loss.
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