Brother, Hold onto Your Marriage
You’ll be haunted by the memories
Surrounded by your past
Leaving doesn’t solve the problem
The relief you feel won’t last
Stop and think about that day
The flowers, cake, her veil
The tears of joy that filled your eyes
The moment she said “I do”
You married her as a boy
Growing into a man
Your family grew by leaps and bounds
Not by two or four, but by six little hands
Slowly things began to fail
You watched your marriage fall
Unable to put forth the effort
Unable to force a smile
Now you must decided
The price you’ll pay if you let her go
Or is the love you once had shared
Worth fighting for
I pray you will take the moment
To just watch your children play
Hold on to their innocence
Before you take their security away
For marriage is not just the cake and pretty flowers
It’s about holding onto one another
As you walk through the eye of the storm
Remembering how you once loved each other.
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Through the Looking Glass
PoetryA series of poems; where I let out my emotions as they teeter between what I've been told to believe and how I truly feel.
