WHY MARRIAGE WAS INVENTED

By Judith Viorst, author of: I’m Too young To Be Seventy.

We’re on our way to a party, our speed decreased
Because we can’t remember our hostess’s name.
I say it has three syllables at least.
He says it’s like a boy’s name, but not the same.

Bright-thought

I say it rhymes with “skirt’ and starts with “R.”
He say it ends with “a” and not with a “t.”
And just before we finally parked the car,
We reach “Roberta” simultaneously.

Fifty-anniv

In our long years together we have shared
One family and one life of joy and pain,
Not knowing that we’ve slowly prepared
To…”fifty/fifty,” also share one brain.


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