Me alone at home
Listening to the autumn rain.
You, on the train
Coming to relieve me of ennui.
We will play
On this rainy day.
But I can not pretend
That ennui will not descend again.
For I often find
That the rain
Hides behind a smile
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K Morris - Poet 
Ennui does return, sadly.
It undoubtedly does, Vivienne. Many thanks for your comment