For all we knew we had it all,
But was the 'writing on the wall '
When one day she came with the test
Of choosing which life you'd love best?
A life of foreign plentiful
Or an ordinary one of stay-at-home.
You finally chose the latter, but left a knot
You can't untie. Your heart forgot
An unfed love can wither, and can die.
Fay Slimm
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-unfed-love/
