Christy Stover Poet Rhyme

Aging In Love

once upon a time
you saw a beautiful princess
you were longing to be mine
and your love you did confess
      we walked down the aisle
      dreaming of happy ever after
      each with an expectant smile
      of less tears and more laughter
but now I'm thirty-four
a lovely maiden no longer
and you don't love me anymore
though my love's grown stronger
      now when you look at me
      an ugly old hag
      is what you see
      and life is but a drag

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Chris Green November 25, 2016 at 5:30 PM Oh come on now...I'm not sure but the last time I looked, 34 wasn't listed in the old age category. I'm thinking this is just your imagination at work. Still your poem has feeling and meaning and expresses the loss of love in a marriage so very well Christy. Christy Stover November 25, 2016 at 10:33 PM I know 34 isn't old. This isn't how I feel about myself it's about how my husband treats me. He just isn't interested in me anymore. He's addicted to alcohol, gaming, and pornography. I can't seem to compete with that.