do I look upon each morning when I am of
a mind to sit out here... and, of these houses
I see only the roof tops or windows and some
brick and must conclude... in an assuming way...
that it must be a house I see... but, those I see
clearly are still too far away for me to peek
inside their windows and see more than I should;
fourteen homes sprawled out in front of me
and only mine is full of trees and bushes
as all the other owners do not want to be
bothered with fall cleaning and all the leaves...
even thought they provide shade and a few
habitats for creatures that many of us watch
standing in front of our windows... as they
play around in the yard and are chased by cats
back into an unrestored area of trees and thorns;
fourteen houses does not our community make
as there are many others and many streets
on which both sides homes like there were built,
but even with all these houses, even fewer
trees were planted... and, even fewer people
ever have the desire to come outside and play
in all the fresh and reassuring air each day;
fourteen houses provide us with a sense of
community as is the case with most of these
rural neighborhoods... but this one is not
like all the others and while peoplle are
relatively friendly when spied outside, few
if any every go out of their way to be friendly./
3 October 2021
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