Sadness is a companion to the love
Forlorn, for those who cry every night
Because there is no one who helps them
In the time of need…when dreams of
Love and happiness plague them, when visions
Of others in sweet content, when love
Begins to bloom all around.
Spring is a tedious time of year where hope wears
A little thin, almost like someone has covered
Up the sun, yet in reality it shines brighter
Than ever before. Sweet pity, sweet mercy! Save
The soul of the solitary figure, send someone to
Set the heart to rights!
In night and darkness every moment alone is sheer
Torture, send a sign that all will be right, or
Else suffer to hear the cries of emptiness and
Loneliness that overwhelm sad hearts at night.