Accept or Decline

Money takes time to accumulate
But tears are free of charge and falling freely
It's been a week and I'm alone with little cash
And plane tickets don't fall out of the sky
So since I have not the money to see you
The truth must be told to your face
For we need to create a name
And we need to forge a home
I cry myself to see with joy and sadness
For this day is both blessed and damnable
With something cherished and despised in our mist
Church is a place I cannot enter
Nor may you, anymore
This is my poem of truth to you
For nine months time a child will be born
I smile at the thought while crying
It's never easy to drop dreams
I shall not ask you to drop yours
This is my child, you are invited to accept it
For grip of death shall arrive
No abusive relationship formed
Merely love.

I love this child inside me
I love you
Yet I will not force you to accept our child
If this news is unpleasing then do not call.
For this news to me is inspiring
And I believe after this poem I will write

For even though love is free life charges money.