He’d loved her deeply in his prime And she’d had only eyes for him, But life’s demands need little time To turn those bright hopes strangely dim. For she, the eldest of the fold Had obligations to fulfil; Her Mother, wheelchair-bound and old Demanded daily her good will. The months went by and both agreed That though their feelings were the same. The marriage vows could not proceed Whilst duty’s heartstrings made their claim. And so the passing years rolled by He’d wed, had children, so it seemed And she, alone, would often sigh And mourn the life of which she’d dreamed. An unfinished love story contest 23/07/18 Your Choice(12) Love Verse,Any Form Or Theme Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian strand