I Would Marry Another
I would marry another with what I know now,
But there’s really no chance and I don’t know how
I would find the courage to seek out my soul mate.
I’m over 40 with a baby … I’m afraid it’s too late.
We met as teens with neither a very good thinker.
I’ve grown up, but my betrothed is a daily drinker.
The term alcoholic makes it sound so very sad;
Especially since I know I chose another like my dad.
I’ll go on every day with a smile on my face,
But grimacing inside knowing that it’s a losing race
That may leave me alone and woefully far behind.
I pray my baby will be one alcohol will never find.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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