Stillness played
my favorite song in
the back yard today.
Neighbors gone
to family dinners,
the empty street
was clear and clean.
No cigarette smoke
sickened the air,
no voices rose, shrill
with anger or abuse,
no car horns tore the quiet
morning (instead of
using doorbells),
no heavy fists battered
locked doors (instead
of knocking),
no pans of food were left
to burn, neglected
or forgotten on the stove.
Today, fate simply graced us
with effortless, easy silence.
And for that, I was grateful.
(c) 2017, by Hannah Six
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