I was walking in the dark rainy night
And in the old house, near the window
Learned brooding eyes
my anguish. - In tears, one
She stared into the distance crude…
I admired no end,
As if the former youth
I recognized her features.
she looked. heart sank,
The fire went out - and dawn.
Raw morning pounded
It forgotten glass.
15 Martha 1900
