WE are comfortable here,
But very soon I fear...
We'll break up our home
And I'll live alone,
Visiting with my dear!
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Taking care of her
Is what I'd prefer....
But getting harder
As we grow farther
Along in our failing spheres.
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Healing still could be,
In Heaven definitely...
But until then
We have to contend
With current reality.
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She's thinking of our "antiques",
Only one of which really speaks....
Of being sold,
Being solid and old,
The rest would be tossed out in weeks!
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Our bed is falling apart,
Held together by duct tape "art"...
And my desk
Is "dumpster-esque",
Reclaimed for a serviceable part.
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I could go on and on,
Someday all this will be gone...
Sooner when
One or both move again,
These considerations go on...!
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Jonathan Caswell
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