To his sister-in-law What a contrast between us You live a warm and glowing life, surrounded by loved ones whom you care for and who care for you you are anchored in contentment. I drift about without rudder or compass, a wreck on the sea of life I have no memories to cheer me, no pleasant illusions of the future to comfort me, or about me to satisfy my vanity. I have no family to furnish the only kind of survival that concerns us, no friends for the wholesome development of my affections, or enemies for my malice.