Noticing the house across the street
I could tell you about it.
There are only bushes and trees visible.
So thick with foliage no house can be seen.
In the fall Richard’s house is prominent.
I worry when there is no bush between us.
What change when the woods is thick.
Give us the green between.
Now with that said it’s a return to morning.
A return to calm.
Sunday morning all around.
Deer or bunnies with hardly a sound.
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