I look,outside my home and see my neighbors cars and others.  I close my door because I  don,t want to look at strange people pass by    just to have a quicker time to get to whatever.

I hear my neighbor,s music and I almost welcome it.  Sometimes there is peace and quietness. I think about the traffic and the chaos but see a quiet road surrounded by grass and beautiful trees.  The large one across the street looks like a picture.  I see a squirrel running pass it.

I go in the backyard and look at the flowers, the vines running up the fence.  A beautiful red bird perches on the fence.  I know that this is what only God can make and I am fine.