Poems ✍️

  01.06.2026
  17


Author: Adeline Foster

Despair

. Despair


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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