I married, bore two children, and divorced,
and then I tried again to be a wife,
but had to end that too – my talent coursed
another way, and I determined life
for me was happier, at least for then,
without a live-in mate and compromise.
The kids have flown, I’m solo still, and men
are present, but nobody occupies
my home with me.

So I don’t give advice
on how to build what both my kids have made.
They’ve chosen well – respectful, loving. Twice
I’ve had examples of good love displayed.
I won’t be like the friend who seldom tries
to move, but counsels me on exercise.