A Love Not Found
She looked back on her life,
She had accomplished much,
Degrees from famous colleges,
Accolades and such.
She was acclaimed a beauty,
Envied all her life,
But, in spite of perfect features,
She had never been a wife.
She saw the wonders of the world,
And traveled parts unknown,
Though people thronged about her,
She always felt alone.
Her home was like a palace,
Filled with the grandest things,
Cold inanimate objects,
The kind that money brings.
She ate at gourmet restaurants,
And sipped exquisite wines,
And dallied in romances,
But she read between the lines.
When her life was ending,
She had one regret profound,
In spite of everything she had,
She mourned a love not found
Carmen Henesy
Copyright (c) May 2009 by Carmen Henesy
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