My best husband…

There are at least five people I call my husband

and I believe I love them all but in different ways,

the first was everything dreamed of in ignorance,

the second strong enough to disagree and still make

love to me, the third ignored me when his mother

told him I was wrong, the fourth ignored me in order

for us to survive together, and the fifth doesn’t

remember what a jerk he’s been and doesn’t remember

much at all except that I make good soup which he

doesn’t know is from a can and he’s my best husband.