Never A Love Poem by Patti Masterman

Never a love, did his heart contain,
Never; whether sunny or grey-
Never sang one, of his own refrain;
Not in the night, or day.

Never a love, to mortgage his pain,
Never; though the price was free-
Never, though his sadness fell like rain;
For none had the eyes, to see.

Never did a mourner come to view,
Never; the grave where he lay-
Never, for grace in this world's too few;
And none had a word, to say.