In our neighborhood there are a few houses that
stand waiting for the owners to return.
Just waiting. They’re not waiting
to be taken over by squatters, ransacked, destroyed or hurt in any way. They’re just waiting for the warmth of a
human touch, their human; a light turned on, in the house, their
light; and ownership that takes up where it left off.
In our neighborhood, there are a few humans
that stand waiting for the owners to return.
Just waiting.
A watchful eye is kept for our neighbors’
homes.
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