In our marriage through the years,
After all the joy and laughter
Working through the sweat and tears.
Meeting every growing test,
I tried to keep our house a home;
I tried to do my best.
Yet after more than 20 years
Of doing all I can,
It seems that it has come to this:
She’s found another man.
I noticed subtle little things,
Sometimes a distant stare.
Or she would hum a little tune
As if I wasn’t there.
If I went to a meeting
For an evening or a night,
She’d pick the house up different,
Putting some things out of sight.
When I come home the house feels odd;
I know someone’s been there.
I even found some pants, not mine,
One time upon a chair.
You think all that advice you see
On shows like Dr. Phil,
Applies to all those other guys.
Not you, not yet, until.
You realize that it’s your wife
Who loves a younger man.
Even though you’ve tried to please
And done the best you can.
Yet all of this will probably
Turn out to be all right.
In fact it’s really kind of fun
When your grandson spends the night.