They said the grass was greener
On the other side.
To find out if it really was,
I crossed the fence and tried.
I think it was, in retrospect,
Was glad I'd had a go -
But didn't stay there very long.
(Better the devil you know) .
And now I'm really puzzled.
What to do for best?
Throw caution to the wind again
Or feather my own nest?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem