Elegy in the courtyard of lost souls

oh ye whose souls grow leary
on this day so grey and dreary
searching for your mate of life
fruitless and futile so weary

raise you eyes up above
searching the heavens for love
your dreams and hopes have flown
on the wings of a snow white dove

down on one knee you pray
hoping to make one more day
this elegy for souls who are lost
so yearning to fill your alms tray

Gomer LePoet ....