True love never dies

True love never dies.

It never fights over the last spoonful

of raspberry jam in the jar.

True love never argues about

homemade French fries, who

gets more than who.

True love never argues about

who’s going to drive and who’s

going to imbibe.

True love can last forever.

True love has two jars of

peanut butter when one

person likes crunchy and

the other likes smooth.

True love takes turns cutting the lawn.

True love takes turns cooking the meals.

True love takes turns doing the dishes.

True love means I feed all the pets

while she spends time in the garden.

I never thought I’d find true love;

and, yet, here we are.