My Wife Left Me On Mother's Day, Guess I'M All Grown Up Poem by Ted Sheridan

This is great Ted. A wonderful title. The whole poem is dotted with alliteration that seems to follow no plan but yet it works for the poem so well. The antagonism of the narrative is held together strongly, which is somewhat irnic, given the theme.

Your insight into some of the female species is second to none, Ted. But.. all grown up because alone, huh? It takes more maturity to dare to try to retrieve a partnership than to let is slip away, without fight... IMHO. The converse of Allie's perhaps, because there is no 'too late' unless one chooses to allow someone else to play Father of Time. t x

Yes, superb is the word indeed. There is an ambience of unpretentiousness in this poem that characterizes much of what you write. Great job. H

Ted this is superbly written. Straightforward, down to earth penning that grips the reader. I guess there are hundreds of 'couples' in a similar situation and many 'other halves' who stay until it's too late. Irony penned without sentimentality. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥