The Best I Ever Had. Poem by John F. McCullagh

I can recall her I first loved when we were in our teens.
We planned to marry way too young; such was our childish dream.
In truth she was too beautiful for one of common clay
With a body like a Goddess, but I fumbled it away.

I recall another summer's Love, so different in her way.
She was an intellectual who also loved to play.
We picnicked out at planting fields, I still recall our time
I still remember thinking she's the best I'd ever find.

A dark eyed beauty first I loved, then a strawberry red.
I remember feeling awestruck when she came with me to bed.
Yes, she had another love and kept me on a sting.
Perhaps I tarried there too long but I don't regret a thing.

Winter melted into spring and brought my next romance;
a lovely little brunette; you taught me how to dance.
We shared drinks before the fire in a snug little pub I knew.
I'll admit it wasn't difficult to fall in love with you

Our relationship was, tempestuous. Perhaps that's being kind.
Yet, whenever I think of you, I find some cause to smile.
You were different from the others, all the others I have known.
I remember how we treasured stolen moments spent alone

I choose not to apologize for leaving you so sad.
I regret I never said that you're the best I ever had.

I was surely no Lothario; I was decent in the main.
I remember all who loved me and we did not love in vain.
I recall each name and face and the memories make me glad
But my wife and mother of my child is the best I've ever had.