In the evening, when he's got the time to spend with me, <br />He goes and falls asleep watching TV, <br />Is it because we're now a wee bit old, <br />And our feelings for each other have perhaps grown cold, <br />No, not at all, it really just goes to show, how <br />Our life has turned into quiet contentment now.<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-life/
