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Again I’ve loved;
Again I’ve given all For pain in return, I wonder;
Were the moments of joy
Worth the price I had to pay? I wonder,
How many more such fates
Must I suffer before fulfillment Is mine?
I grow weary of posing questions
To myself;
I tire of the feeling that engulfs My spirit so.
I must remember,
No one ever said that my love Would be returned as sent; No one ever warned me,
That I would meet her
Nor that we’d know each other so.
As time rushes by,
My mind returns to the dust-covered Shelves of patience
To await the next encounter with Love.
As my mind makes a maddening
The effort at reconciling itself with Inner peace,
I can’t help but ask myself if it was
Just a dream;
But I know,
There is no such thing as-
Loving In Vain.
Sammie L. Carter copyright March 03, 1977
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