Early morning walk to the coffee shop
through my neighborhood, just a few blocks away
This time passion tea with slices of orange
Coffee’s on the shelf for a while,
results of this are pending.
And as I walked I thought about my neighbors
of whom I do not know
Street to street I walked
iTunes snuggled in my ear,
with a mix of songs I like to hear
Each street had its own special glow
Pretty houses with green, brown, yellow, blue, gray, red and orange
and sidewalks lined with flowers and rocks
English gardens and desert landscapes
chairs on porches neatly swept.
I sent good thoughts and silent prayers,
for their happiness and lessened tears.
My son’s window I tapped with a pebble
The curtains opened
I saw his smile
he stumbled to the door from his sleep.
with tousled hair and open arms, we embraced and said I love you
then I continued down the street.
I should mention that it made my day.
I stopped at a yard sale and bought a hand-made pillow cover
from a fellow who held a “Diva Yard Sale” sign
It had yellows, blues, greens and cream in between
We spoke a while, he shared his dreams
Just neighbors, nothing in between.
Then we parted with a smile
And as I walked up to my place
warm thoughts of my neighbors were on my face.
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