My first marriage was arraigned
by fate and my first born. I did
not mind, what else would I be
doing? My heart was protected
by baby kisses. Hubby left me
and our television for a woman
who could decorate a room.
The second time there was more
at stake. Little ones gone making
their own beds. So now it was our
time. But he left me for a room
I decorated and the love of a
The third time…..
enough is enough.