Every day, a photograph, a poem. Yesterday, as we passed the neighbor’s home on our walk, one of the neighbor girls ran out to give us a note. She and her little friend were writing notes to all the neighbors, who fondly keep an eye out for them. We live in a neighborhood where we know each other and, before Covid, celebrated in the summer together with block parties. Looking forward to that again, but delighted that our little friends keep us in their thoughts though we are apart in the neighborhood.
This old lady’s heart
fills with joy, greeted with sweet
note from neighbor’s child.Sheri Edwards
Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart