Poem: The Realities of Love

There are ballads
extolling the virtues of love
there are songs
warning about the trappings

I heard the lyrics
dreamed of my knight in shining armor

When it finally happened
my heart soared like an eagle
with wings on high and
a life full of happiness.

Then reality set in
and the gold lost its luster

It isn't like the poems of old
you expect a soulmate
but even Lancelot and Guinevere
brought a kingdom to ruin.

A love must be tended
or it will soon die
the weeds of resentment and rage
color what once was new.

There is no happily ever after
unless you strive for it to pass.

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