I was Wrong

In keeping with the theme of my last post, here is one I wrote about my wife.
I waited until I was 28 to find my bride. That is a long time when you are actively seeking companionship for 7 years. It is also a very long time when family and friends (especially my mother) were watching the clock for me.
But as the poem will show, sometimes love has to grow. My wife is 10 years younger than me and had to come of age as it were. I also had to grow up and understand that the superficial things that I was seeking are not the important things to a lasting marriage. To say the least I was a typical man looking for what I thought that I wanted. Turns out that "I was wrong!"

I Was Wrong

I want a dark haired beauty (She is sandy blond)

With form to please the eye (Male obsolescent ideas of perfection)

I want her short in stature (5' 9")

And one that does not cry (My mom used tears to manipulate... Unintentionally)

I've wanted this for quite sometime (Since my teens)

I've waited far too long (7 years)

My mother said "This is not right!" (She wanted more grandkids)

For me to wait is wrong (She would have settled for many other girls I dated)

But now I know the reason (Took me a while)

My love had yet to grow (When I started looking at age 21 she was only 11 years old)

The things my nature wanted (Natural man)

Now on my list are low (They actually went away)

Her hair is the wrong color Lighter than I wanted)

But looks... Beyond compare (See photo)

Her form is shaped by children (5 bundles of joy)

She cries more than her share (She is a gusher)

When seeking our companions (Unsolicited advice begins)

There's more than meets the eye (The eyes do deceive)

You need to look much deeper (Into their soul)

And only ask me why (I give great advice)

The reasons that I love her? (Now I get to cry)

They're simple as can be (If you are not blinded as I was)

I know that she was chosen (God answers prayers)

To love a guy like me! (I am the lucky one to have found her!)