A girl awaits her lover in the park, <br />and gazes in the shadows nearer crept <br />to form his likeness from the changing dark <br />at last to pale it, and form his eager step. <br /> <br />Around her the evening torrent floods the day <br />out of existence. Her proud, lifted profile fades <br />along with hope, washed to a moonless gray. <br />From crowded thought the first of many tears invades <br /> <br />occulted loveliness no lover meets. <br />She stuffs small fists into her pockets deep. <br />The realm of stars envelopes her complete. <br />Sorrow afflicts her now; I hear her weep <br /> <br />as she sits undeparting in her plight. <br />I offer her my elbow through the night.<br /><br />Edward Wright Haile<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/zz-334-in-the-park/
