For all the wrong reasons

After almost a lifetime
married I sat down and
reflected on us.
Why we ever got married
I will never know.
we dont like all the same things.
All you seemed to want
from me back then
was get me into bed.
You did not save up 
to get married.
You just let it happen.
I had no idea if you would
make  a good 
father or husband.
I was fascinated by your looks
and the muscles under your shirt. 
On reflection
I am quiet sure
we got married
for all the wrong reasons.
But oh my gosh!
How happy
we have always been.