things were hunky dory,
when
we had
the house, the kid, the yard,
the weber
grill
and the flag hanging
from the front
porch
pole.
when we'd wave
howdy
to all the neighbors
as we walked
our little happy dog.
when things were wonderful,
when
we sort of loved
each other,
the sex was okay,
the arguments were short
and
small.
when life was a bowl
of cherries,
we had no idea
what lay
around the corner, when
the house of cards
would fall.
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