They moved in over a hot weekend in August . . .
while we were out of town.
When I threw open our bathroom window upon our return
there she was, perched 4 feet away,
frozen in terror.
Her neighborhood had instantly gone to pot.
Literally.
She has patiently endured the constant sounds of showers,
whistling (off tune), blowdryers, toilets flushing
and big happy human faces
gawking at her and her offspring all day long.
She is not the only neighbor that endures
the side show that is our family.
Thankful to be surrounded by patient people,
1 comment:
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