I live near a house

With three garages

A lake and a little place

For the horses to sleep

 

Right next to this house

Lives a family I don’t know

But on Saturdays

When I drive past

I want to stop

And talk

With the people living there

 

Asking if they ever wonder

Why their house

Would fit on their neighbors’

Front porch

 

 

© Gayle Force Press 2003

 

 

 

 

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