Sunday, January 14, 2018

Me the father, Her the mother

When I first got married
I was filled with fire
And lust
I had found a sanctuary
With one I desired
And could trust
Then the years rolled
And sorrow took a toll
Losing our hearts to loss
Unborn children in utero
We finally made it through
With a son so glorious
We forgot about each other
Now it was me the father
And her the mother
How could I have known
I'd felt the joy
Didn't realize the cost
Of being still in love
While being fulfilled
By the love of the new son
And now he leaves
Back now to the same two people
Who had been there at the start
Will we be lovers
Or just two old farts