Who would have thought it would work
Almost didn't for as long as I can remember
He much older than her
Picked her up at a dance
Him older with a car must have been an attraction
And that sweaty back seat I'm sure there was action
Me being the result of their distraction
Funny how the chips fall
Fate being a tempestuous mistress
Or perhaps the Catholic Church
Is a more methodical seamstress
So they were married three months
After my conception
Was it guilt held them together?
Or the general lack of anything better to do
After all raising a family fills that hole
Left by the question: what does life mean?
Only it doesn't answer it
And that's the deception.
Once the chicks have flown the nest
What is left for the parents to prove
But grow old, watch movies, catch discount public transport
Fear technology, lose friends, live as two people
Who have nothing in common except having bred
Steeped in the habit of comfort sharing the same bed
As if they were already in a home
Only it's there's and they're set in their ways
So we shall visit them discreetly on given days
Filling in the widening gap by phone.
© shaun patrick green 2011
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