having to re-share because I forgot to add Public to the original post. D'Oh!
Originally shared by +John B Tefertiller (FuzzyFarAway)
A Haiku For The Night
People come and go;
We never see each other.
Neighbors are strangers.
"It was a dark and stormy night . . .
I rarely see the people coming and going from the building across the walk. The blinds in my kitchen window are usually closed, shielding me from them, and vice versa. I only occasionally spread the space between a couple of slats enough to look down at the pavement to see if it's raining. The forecast is for mostly dark overnight with increasing light into the morning hours.