Marriage Is....... [aspects of marriage; some personal thoughts from a three-time 'loser']
I’m a man who likes marriage, though it doesn’t always like me.
I’m in my fourth (three divorces): may be my last; we’ll see.
Marriage is a tumble. Sometimes I stumble, may even have rumble.
Marriage could be better were both spouses more humble.
It’s a joining of bodies and souls confronting each day
and confronting each other, at rest, and at work, and at play,
with thoughts, emotions, words (or not) , and activities....
varying according to each partner’s proclivities.
It’s sharing life between two people, for “better or worse”,
and often sharing meals, and bedroom, and bathroom, and even “purse”.
Kids or pets, added to marriage, may give it needed zest,
but may also be problematic, like problems on a test.
A mix of emotional and material desires
will sometimes fan OR dowse two people’s nuptial fires.
And though it may be convenient to just say marriage is “love-driven”,
I suggest you can also say at times: “I’m sorry”, and “You are forgiven”.
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