That's The Way It Goes

When I complain, my husband says,
“Well, that’s the way it goes.”
That statement doesn’t help
But has some wisdom, I suppose.

Complaining doesn’t solve a thing,
But it feels good to vent;
Perhaps preventing kvetching
Is my husband’s sole intent.

Yet “That’s the way it goes”
Is not an answer I can grab;
Instead of getting comfort,
I’ve received a little jab.

So here’s a message to my spouse
And all of likewise mind:
Complaining is a right enjoyed
By all of humankind.

And some complaints are well-deserved,
As everybody knows;
For those, we shouldn’t have to hear,
“Well, that’s the way it goes.”