My Neighbor and Me
A rock wall in your kitchen,
Why? The neighbor asked me.
I knew then
We would not be having slumber parties.
Did your grandchildren paint your front door?
She queried as we approached the house.
This is when I resolved to not let her in.
We were not only not going to be friends,
I was going to knock her off my
Acquaintance list.
Those cartoons are mine.
And it was not easy getting all of those
Colors to stick on one measly front door.
I have just remembered I have to wash my
dog, I told her. Come back another day.
It may have been abrupt, but I think she
got the hint.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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