Lonely Poem by Ronald James de Langen

Lonely



How many steps doth it take to love make?
How many a mile walked single file?
An ocean to cross for loneliness toss.
While wild waves collide on all sides.
A soul lonely to make whole.
The growling mind often you’ll find,
Hungry for thoughts serenely sought
Of Her.

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