Neighbors

On the street where I live, I see vibrant azaleas and blooming roses in my neighbor’s flowerbed. I see kites gliding through the sky on a cool spring afternoon as if they were angels on a cloud. I see the beautiful skyline of Memphis, TN and the bright lights of the Memphis Bridge as I look off of my balcony. I see large boats sailing down the Mississippi River. I see children playing and …

…smell fragrant flowers and honeysuckle overridden by the smell of burning oil at the local refinery. On the street where I live, I feel a cool breeze off the river blowing in my face. I feel the vibration from the train as it crosses the bridge. I feel the soft bass of my stereo coming from my living room. On the street where I live, I feel love, comfort and security because this is home.