The time I spent trying to be a good
husband, instead of being a good man,
even a good friend to the one person
God chose for me to love, and yet I could
only fail as a man, as a human,
only I am to blame, my lack of plan,
decisively showed I was not the one
Hungry Ghost to return to this planet,
unknowing the unknown, the bridge to span,
seeing beyond a lifetime of mistakes,
barely understanding what married life
arguably means creates certain breaks,
not in communication, but in strife,
difficult to face what I now regret.
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