haiku poem

there's one that i once loved so much
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
i see all human wits
she limps with halting painful pace
if i should die, think only this of me
little park that i pass through
why so sad my lovely one?
there is no flock, however watched and tended
be patient, life, when love is at the gate
he speaks not well
high-born race