I finally discovered who wrote this poem several months after I received the verse. And years later, I found the verse again in a book of selected poems by Elizabeth Barrett Browning.
Almost ten years ago, it was given to me on a slip of paper, without the poet's name. I cried a river of tears.
This poem has haunted me all these years. It's about heartache. Mostly, it's about a broken heart who warns of the regret the woman would experience when she realises what she has done.
It's also about the fears of a variety-seeking Queen Bee, who might feel unloved one day, only to realise that the love of one is better than the admiration of many.
A False Step
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
thou hast trod on a heart,
Thou only hast
It was not a stone that
And yet, peradventure, one day
And seeking around thee in vain,
Thou'lt sigh, very like, on thy part,
1 November 2003 Saturday
Woman - a poem
If thou must love me, let it be for nought ..... by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
fear of regret
these are the themes of great poems