Lawrence S. Pertillar (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)
My Neighbors Are Envious
There is a benefit to aging,
I 'never' thought in my wildest of dreams...
I would discover provides comfort and satisfaction.
Not only am I single and live alone,
I've come to enjoy the multiple and unique conversations...
I can have without once being interrupted.
And I can tell my neighbors are envious,
Because each time they see me outside...
They always look at me from the corners of their eyes.
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