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.