Happy On Our Own Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Couples not sleeping together
twin beds or separate rooms -
cannot imagine how they can
stand it - I'm restless until you
roll in next to me, at first your
legs cold, you like it until we
cuddle warmly

I feel safe with you by my side
even when we fight, entwining
my legs with yours means you
are part of my world, there like
the sun, not grudging me any-
thing, interested in the kids, our
issues your world

You are our hero - thinking and
planning, devoting your life to the
home we have made, giving kids
freedom to breathe on self-help
weekends; frying onions for you
and me only like selfish teens
happy on our own