My neighbor’s house is silent.
No one comes and
no one goes.
No one checks out
its condition.
Doors don’t open.
Doors don’t close.
One day’s very like another —
just depends upon the rain.
The house sits on in silence.
Doesn’t grumble.
Or complain.
It waits.
I am surprised that it hasn’t sold. I imagine it shares your water and mountain view. That alone would draw buyers to it. I hope it sells soon. Neighbors are, obviously, necessary for creating a neighborhood.
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