If the truth be told her mind was like a child
though we were both of middle age
we met and became engrossed awhile
with each other we were the rage

At first I may have been taken with her
and she set my heart aglow
but as more and more time went by
The lack of ardor began to show

She seemed to have no interest
no passion for my needs
her lack of love put me to the test
she was only full of greed

In marriage you hope for a happy fit
A journey between husbands and wives
But ours was not a happy junket
Though it lasted 2 score years and five

It mattered not what I felt for her
she never to me listened
I had no choice but to walk out the door
She never the reason questioned

And now that I am again free at last
trying once again to come alive
If only I could regain from the past
some of that two score years and five

very nice

This is a funny, top rated flowing poem...
Your lyrical form is almost astounding...
Very well written, and brought together, like a burlap sack with a drawstring.