Author's Note: This is a poem I decided to write after doing a stream of consciousness on "Neighborhood". Poetry has always been a weak spot of mine so that is why I decided to write one. I hope you like it.
Sitting at the corner
Of the peaceful cul-de-sac
Dog panting in my lap
One,
Two,
Three cars come
Then go again
Off to their cluttered lives
As we sit here
Letting ours go by
The breeze blows our hair
The grass soothes our skin
Together,
Me,
My dog,
Nature,
Are one
Across the street boys play
Acting immature
Just as they should
Laughter is a constant
And nice background music
To the serene scene before us
Willy turns to lick my face
His tail wags
Back and forth,
Back and forth,
Back and forth,
And it all ties together
In the right way
The way it should be
For this is just another day
At the corner of the cul-de-sac
