My Street Poem by Esther Moe

My Street



Fourteen houses
None for rent
Address numbers
On cement

Three occupants
Sometimes one
Pets and children
On the run

Trees are growing
Cars outside
Neighbors wave
Then they hide

Tuesday, July 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: neighbors
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