Weep for Love

Have you the strength to admit that it's over?
Have you the fortitude to say goodbye
When the day is done with no battles won?
Raking your sleeve across tearful eyes,
Cursing the devil who brought you to here
And made you the fool with that silly chapeau,
Stood you before God and everyone else,
Showing the world just how little you know.

Everyone is made the fool one time or another,
It's the rule, or maybe merely happenstance,
The clearly crazy consequence for those who
Listen to the muse as they dash onto
The floor to dance.

Brave souls eager for the chance to gain the prize
Of happiness, not too proud to second guess,
Far too quick to issue tests as
Choices slip from bad to worse and
Settling becomes the quest.
True love is a gift of fate which
Fits the hand like a silken glove.
Once discovered and secured
One need never weep for love.

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