when
we no
longer are looking for new
clothes,
new furniture,
a new love.
the car we drive will be
the last
car
we drive.
we've settled on the house,
the yard.
we're on the last
dog.
never again will be out
shopping
for new Christmas
ornaments,
or strings of lights.
everything in the cupboards
from
dishes to cups
to knives and forks are the last
ones
we will use.
while sitting on
the old couch
we look at one another
and
say blissfully,
enough.
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