Theresa Ann Moore
Blending And Mending - Poem by Theresa Ann Moore
Two people met, named Bill and Nancy…
Instantly, to each other they took a fancy.
While courting, they had so much fun.
She called him Lover Boy and he called her Hun.
Soon everyone thought of them as an item.
By all appearances, it was logical to them.
With amazing compatibility it was expected…
Marriage would make their union respected.
Wedding bells rang and the couple had a party.
All the guests danced merrily and ate hearty.
The happy couple went on their honeymoon.
With such joy, to problems they were immune.
As time progress, the realities of life took over.
The agenda was not a field of flowers and clover.
The needs of children were added to the blend.
Living expenses exceeded what they had to spend.
Each day had more than its share of woes.
Bill thought silently, 'Why did I propose? '
The train to delight, derailed in the dark of night.
The word 'divorce' came up during a heated fight.
Bill and Nancy separated, but for each there was no other.
They missed being a family. They still loved one another.
After reconsideration they decided to get back together.
With understanding, they overcame the volatile weather.
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