She has waved goodbye to hope

as all like she, becoming lonely, do

bearing the loss of her inner comforts

O love, once near, she is now so far from you.

Enforced to helplessly nuture her age-d solitude

dressing her last dregs of time with its glaring truth

all once good in her life has now come to nothing

and bereft is she no longer in pssession of

the precious gift of youth.