"Neighborhood"

The elated sun surrounds our world with a bright smile


We kindly greet but block out with the lens of our sunglasses

Being inexorable to the fact that the sun brings no harm to our eyes.

The consolation of shade coming from the trees

Has me thinking that there only here to do nothing but be benevolent

Oh how I love those trees.

The cordial weather has bring out the orthodoxy in human beings

From sitting a beach chair on the front porch

To either being precipice and sun tanning in the middle of the road.

As the kids from an acute angled home across the street

Run in and out of the house every minute of the day

Not being able to be reproach about the fact that their destroying our neighborhood.

Our world is resolutely known as

And exultant that’s never ending