The cold night seduces me
To the warmth of the bed.
Pulling up the covers in the dark
I reach out and hold your hand
To make mine less cold.
I ponder about our life together.
More often than not
We’re not on the same page.
Sometimes, I am ahead,
While you fall behind.
Sometimes you race ahead,
While I am still dragging my feet.
Sometimes we seem to be
Inhabiting two different planets.
But the sum of our flaws
Is what makes us whole.
We may not always see eye to eye
And, very often agree to disagree.
But what really matters is that we try.
In the end a happy marriage
Is one where we can both sleep
In peace, holding hands like otters
Comfortably numb, but knowing that
We did our bit to not drift apart.
And, just like that another year goes by,
Even the seven year itch fades too.
We snuggle up every night knowing
That holding hands in the dark
Makes every wrong of the day somehow right.