One thing I love about our neighborhood is the age range of the residents. From newborns to the ninety-plus-years-old couple two doors down, there is life all around. What do you find special about your neighborhood?
I went to fetch the newpaper,
And there was my neighbor
Sitting on the ledge of our terrace wall.
I put aside my plans and joined him,
Tempted by the joyous spring sun
And an old friend I had missed during winter.
We chatted and laughed, exchanging gossip,
Watched the children walk home from school,
Said hi to those who passed by,
Just as neighbors do.
The nip of a breeze finally sent him in,
With hugs and promises of future chats.
He rose carefully, and took small slow steps
Up the street to a wife who probably worried
What took her husband so long
To gather in the sun.
“Cherry Blossoms in Twilight”