Surplus Plus

I always knew I’d marry and I thought
I’d have a baby to complete my life.
I wedded N and soon we had a daught-
er followed by a son, but time as wife
was not vocation I could well sustain:
I fantasized my husband’s painless death.
I had to jettison the mate, refrain
from anniversaries and save my breath.

So isn’t it amazing, what occurred?
I’m single and I’m happy all alone.
And now by grandkids I’m amazed and stirred,
for five new human beings I have known
enhance my days and make me reassess
the joys of life beyond what I could guess.

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