Your palpable look seems so forlorn?
Restless heart, why do you go
Wander'ng aimlessly, all alone?
Your moribund passion has flown away
Back to the history of yesterday
Your determined mettle has lost it way
Gone for good, no more to stay
In this noisome crossroads of life
May the restless rest, and settle down
I wish you strength in this times of strife
May you smile always, and no more frown...
-- 11 Apr, on a whimsical note.