I am not the only one
To build a bridge
And let it rust,
To weep a tear
And forget the pat,
To walk a lane
And never return
To leave a tale
And seal the book
To elope in pain
And never know hurt
To bear a child
And forget its face
To smile at a flower
And wriggle it dry
To greet with a word
And use it to slight
To mourn over the done
And regret the undone!