Living A Dream Poem by Jason Summers

We've been married for almost seven while I've worked for nearly eight.
Just recently I believed it's not me she appreciates.
We have three beautiful children of almost six, four, ant just turned two,
Our oldest, a boy, has brown eyes and our two girls have shades of blue.
We have many friends who play and socialize as we work,
And I began to feel a change on the night she called me a jerk.
I can't help thinking about her when I work during the day.
What she might be doing? Or if she can't wait to see my face.
She met a man that was about ten years older
And from that day on, toward me she grew colder.
She would tell me how much he loved her and how much he cared.
I smiled and said that if she couldn't talk to me than he would be there.
She seemed to be giving more attention to him
And that was when the rush of emotions began.
Of course I became jealous and eventually became mad,
My tears out of bitterness only made me more sad.
Often I looked to see the truth in her eyes,
But she always turned away just wanting to fight.
She's always told me she couldn't change what's been done
And not 'till this day my emotions have grown numb.
I began to wonder, what had she wanted me to be
And I can remember saying I just want her to be happy.
Then I began to see clearly
If I were living in a dream I wish someone would pinch me.
Still not convinced I fumbled in my pocked for my ring of life...
Nothing but a handful of change, the ring was an illusion by my blinded sight.
My thoughts had become blurred and memories started to fade,
The children had gone with her when she decided to go away.
I couldn't stop playing it over and over again in my head.
That she was never married to me, it was always him instead.

4-24-01