I met a woman in days gone by.
She’d care for me and worry too.
I could never conclude as to why,
this woman did the things she’d do.
To me one day she posed a question.
“Tell me what you want,” she said.
Is it money..love… perhaps affection,
or for your desires to be fed?
I stood in silence at the query,
Unable to answer the question posed
My heart heavy and mind weary,
I answered frankly, I don’t know.