Judith Viorst

(February 2, 1931)

True Love


It is true love because
I put on eyeliner and a concerto and make pungent observations about the great issues of the day
Even when there's no one here but him,
And because
I do not resent watching the Green Bay Packer
Even though I am philosophically opposed to football,
And because
When he is late for dinner and I know he must be either having an affair or lying dead in the middle of the street,
I always hope he's dead.

It's true love because
If he said quit drinking martinis but I kept drinking them and the next morning I couldn't get out of bed,
He wouldn't tell me he told me,
And because
He is willing to wear unironed undershorts
Out of respect for the fact that I am philosophically opposed to ironing,
And because
If his mother was drowning and I was drowning and he had to choose one of us to save,
He says he'd save me.

It's true love because
When he went to San Francisco on business while I had to stay home with the painters and the exterminator and the baby who was getting the chicken pox,
He understood why I hated him,
And because
When I said that playing the stock market was juvenile and irresponsible and then the stock I wouldn't let him buy went up twenty-six points,
I understood why he hated me,
And because
Despite cigarette cough, tooth decay, acid indigestion, dandruff, and other features of married life that tend to dampen the fires of passion,
We still feel something
We can call
True love.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003
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  • Rookie - 880 Points Leslie Sharp (11/4/2014 7:21:00 AM)

    I thought it was nastiest poem I ever read. It makes me sick thinking how my ex-husband treated me in a vow
    I made before Lord Jesus! One I truely ask the heavens pardon from. Pain and abuse. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 305 Points Bill Grace (6/24/2014 7:22:00 PM)

    It made me laugh. Can any poet hope to give a greater gift? Bill Grace (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 12,226 Points Ramesh Rai (12/22/2013 3:34:00 AM)

    Great write Ma'am. it is indeed true love.May God bless you to be with evergreen true love.
    Regards (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Luis Espinoza (3/18/2009 2:57:00 AM)

    I found this in a book of love poems. I read it to my girlfriend because I knew it would make her laugh and smile. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Dawn Rodgers (11/11/2008 12:12:00 PM)

    I loved this poem because it made me laugh with it's sheer honesty and truthfullness. May you have a blessed marriage
    Dawn (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Hunter Dasten (10/21/2008 12:06:00 PM)

    What a wonderful poem, I enjoyed it very much! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Luis Gil (12/13/2007 12:35:00 PM)

    You can see a beautiful world from those eyes. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Otteri Selvakumar (9/28/2006 10:19:00 AM)

    True love

    is thear

    yaa with u...! (Report) Reply

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