Twenties

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.

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