As I sit writing in the early morning hours at my computer
I look out the window and see my neighbor, coffee cup in hand,
Walking around in his white gym socks, no shoes.
Surveying his acreage, or looking for the cat?
Thinking about the day, the lawn, the state of the world?
After a time, he walks by his American flag and closes his front gate.
Gone.
What will the day bring?
We both wonder to ourselves.
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