by Irene Daniel
Good fences make good neighbors
so they say
I have a fence
and so do they
Our fences are mostly
porous
not walls or forts
not for us
No motes to keep
each other out
gated communities?
Not what we're about
Here in south Flo town
in my space
my neighbors know me
they remember my face
It is the people
that I know
their faces, hearts
and sentiments that flow
With some, sweet memories to share;
others? not so much
with all I share an intimacy
of our embrace, our touch
I thrived in the City of Angels
once upon a time
living behind fences
of every shape and kind
I didn't know my neighbors,
not really, not that well
although we shared a neighborhood
and anecdotes to tell
We learned each other's patterns
the coming and the going
of raising kids and working
but not a true knowing
As I gaze out my window now
I see them and they see me
From this small town intimacy
I no longer want to flee
To the east, west and south
are families I have known
and across the street, a new mentee
raw talent yet to hone
Enveloped in familiar love
I no longer fear
For I am home and I am safe
I like it better here
Copyright 2015, Irene Daniel, all rights reserved.
Another excellent write. I wish I could see you from Texas.
ReplyDeleteThanks. You are too kind.
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