It is what it is – Another Side Of Valentines


She leaned back smiling,

‘Why the smile?’ he asked.

She replied-

‘Because it is what it is.

Not a love of wanting and passion

But one that is born of familiarity and respect.

Not one that has left my heart racing-

But one that I know will always be.

Your love has always been like the seasons

Each spell bringing its own characteristics.

There has never been a constant

Nothing that I could be sure of.

One minute you would be infatuated with me, the next…

Well I would be surprised if you remembered my name.

Although something inside would always nag at me and would say that the love was still there.

But it was and is sometimes hard to see it.

Don’t  get me wrong, I am grateful for you and your presence.

The presence of this familiarity.

Yeah, I know what you are thinking…..

There she goes again, dictating how to love, dictating what love is, dictating, dictating…

You know I have never been a tyrant, or that person in charge

So it is funny how you would call it dictating.

I call it sharing with the man I love.

Sharing my thoughts and opinions.

Or maybe they should be kept inside.

A woman should be seen and not heard.

That’s what your daddy told you right?

Yeah, that makes me smile-

As you loved me for having my own mind before,

But that was before I became your wife.

I really do love you

And I have loved being with you over all of these years,

But you know what I wish….

I honestly wish that through the ups and the downs you had just kept on loving me despite it all….

Despite the fact that the kids where bothering you

Despite the fact that money was tight and things were rough

Despite the fact that there was a lack of alcohol in your system

Despite the fact that I did not like your new female ‘friend’

Despite the fact that you were just pissed off at the world and all that it encompassed

Despite all of that.

Because when I was sick I loved you,

When I was mad at you I loved you,

When I was alone, home with the kids and no adult conversation for days I loved you,

When we were broke I loved you,

When you told her you loved her and I overheard I still loved you,

Despite all of that I loved you’.

She reached for her walking stick.

‘But as I said’ she looked at him, ‘it is what it is’.

‘What the hell are you talking about?’ He asked.

She smiled again and raised her aged body up from the chair.

On seeing the pain in her face he got up and stretched out an arm towards her,

‘You need some help?’ He asked.

‘No’ she said, ‘But thanks for showing love’.



Due To Events Of The Day

My beautiful pictureMy son has lost his merit badge,

Oh gosh, where can it be?

He has searched in all the right places,

But it he still cannot see.

Distressed is not the way to describe him,

Frantic is more the right word,

As on this badge he sees his gain,

His place within the world.

His endless hours of studying,

Are displayed on the badge face,

Proof of his excellence and intelligence,

Can be read in the words of ‘Second Place’.

When wearing it his confidence does not falter,

On his lapel, it glimmers and gleams,

I really hope that he finds it,

Even if the badge is not all that it seems.

As without it he will still be excellent,

A brain so eager to learn,

Without it he will still be knowledgeable,

Taking in a new concept at each turn.

Without it he will still be intelligent,

A logistical thinker throughout,

Without it he still is my darling,

Of this you know there’s no doubt.

So I say, I know your loss fills you with sadness,

I know your loss fills you with grief,

But do not let sorrow over come who you are,

Do not let it be the thief-

That robs you of all of your brilliance,

As it was just for display, just a thing,

As nothing and no one can ever take away,

The wonderful you that’s within.