A Few Good Words About… My Ex

Ok. The marriage didn’t work.
We’re now each happy (very) —
Perhaps it’s safe to say nice things,
Though not quite

When first we were divorced, it was
My son and me at home;
We had a yard sale
Nobody showed up to.

He was just five years old, and he
Had put up toys for sale –
Nobody came. Nobody
Wanted them

The tears were in his eyes, when I
Saw a familiar vehicle;
His mom showed up
To sample all his wares

And bought from him some toys that she
Had giv’n him in the first place.
But he was proud and happy,
Just the same.

And I was grateful to her, grateful
That she was concerned
Enough to see how well his sale
Was going

A lot of folks have ex’s, and
There is much heartache there,
But Lord knows I was grateful to her
That day

He’s older now, and troubled;
He has been quite cruel to her.
He’s struggled with addiction,
Mental illness —

But all that time, she has kept up
A cheerful willingness
To help him how she can and
When she could

And recently, they’ve reconnected.
I am very glad,
As he’s much better with her than
Without her

With all that she put up with,
Hell, she could have walked away:
I don’t know if I could have
Stayed the course —

For one thing I have learned: sometimes,
I’ve been a decent father,
But I’m a lousy mother,
Always was

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