Life’s easy 
in the affluence of you:
the lavish way
you waste your words on praise
beyond what’s earned;
the million-dollar views
your thoughts frame 
in the wild; the get-a-ways
you stake, that swank 
Aruba in your smile.
For now we rent 
three bedrooms and a bath. 
We share one car, 
one salary, some laughs,
four children, and a bare-bones, 
homemade style.
Most days you’re spent
by lunch, and still invest.
Not just for when we’re old
or for our heirs,
but for the stray eternity
inside time’s passing as 
God’s name is in a prayer.
You tender what  
few manage to possess:
the self’s small change,
which almost no one spares.
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