My female wiles were worthless. <br />The good they've done me nil. <br />I tried with all I have in me, <br />But I have lost you still. <br />My stubbornness was useless, <br />For you were stubborn too. <br />My tears, my pleas, as if to space, <br />went sailing right by you. <br />So now, I guess that I will wait, <br />For time can cure my pain. <br />I must convince my foolish heart. <br />You won't be back again.<br /><br />Beatrice Dahlen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/battle-s-end/
