Looking out the window
As I often do.
Love to see people,
New faces to view.
Here in my kitchen
Where I read the latest news.
Have my breakfast
And lunch as I gaze at what's new.
See new faces and dogs,
As they walk by my house.
Many are my neighbors,
Walking with their spouse.
Not much else ever happens,
Just a matter of routine.
It's a very quiet neighborhood.
There's rarely an ugly scene.
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Lady Vivian
Love ya!
Jane