After failing/quitting college, and before I first tied a marital knot,
I sometimes thought I should have had a say as to the life I got.
[More specifically, I thought: "I wish I'd been asked if I wished to be born."]
But I don't recall ever thinking ‘THAT' since I got married, …..
all my wives having been good AND bad;
the levels varied.
Yes, no real serious complaints do I have
‘bout things I ‘lost'.
I gave up ‘religion', gave up ‘college', gave up ‘wives'.But it cost …
[…me but little annoyance, and when "the going gets tough", Bri gets going! ]
I go to a comfort level more pleasing.It's the same with jobs I've had:
Nurses' Aide, ‘O.R.' Tech., Truck Driver, & Postal Worker; none were BAD!
And I never had the desire to be a ‘dad'; then wife #1 ‘needed a kid'.
But I got lucky with the daughter I got!
Of her I'd never wish to be rid.
And my parents, and siblings (four of them) , all worked out well for me.
Yes, I'd say I really lucked out with them; I have a great ‘Family Tree'.
I'm retired now from paying-work, ‘married
well', & have Poem Hunter pals.
I'm healthy, thanks in part to my wife; (nearly)nothing gives me wails**.
The main thing now which is, at times, disturbing...is ‘The Unknown'.
Will my marriage end?Will my health fail?
Will I find myself without a ‘bone'?
[Yeah, I got stuck for a while for a rhyme up above."Bone" will suffice.
What I wished to say was: "Will the end of my life be nice? ]
I hope to NOT live TOO LONG, but my mate says I'm to outlive her!
She's been so good for me for 12 years,
that it seems the least I can/should give her.
But she did NOT say for HOW LONG I must outlive her.That's right!
So IF I do outlive her, I may follow her path
ASAP.Yes, sir or madam, I might! !
(November …20 …2019)
** wail: a prolonged high-pitched cry of pain, grief, or anger.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem