Francis liked to say
"Love is not Loved" as he prayed
in springs and winters
Season by season
Hoping that others would see
that Love stood alone
In an uncaring
World lost to people's blindness
Indifferent, bored
Francis cared too much
I’m certain, the only one
who’s heart was open
To love a bit more
The least of the least, the small
The innocent and
The pure as he loved
All the more with all his soul
The Unrequited
Love of Loves, the Lord
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