Neighbors
On the street where I live, I see vibrant azaleas and blooming roses in my neighbor's flowerbed. I see kites gliding through the sky on a cool spring afternoon as if they were angels on a cloud. I see the beautiful skyline of Memphis, TN and the bright lights of the Memphis Bridge as I look off of my balcony. I see large boats sailing down the Mississippi River. I see children playing and riding their bicycles, smiling as if it were the greatest day of their life. I see people walking, jogging and roller-skating on the river walk. I see some people lying on blankets j
I smell sweet bubble gum ice cream as my son eats his favorite dessert. I hear the sounds of a trumpet coming from the Taylor's apartment two doors down from mine. I hear the up-tempo roar of motorcycles drag racing down the street. On the street where I live, I hear crickets chirping, bees buzzing and birds singing. I feel the soft bass of my stereo coming from my living room. I see fathers playing catch with their sons and mothers reading novels. On the street where I live, I feel a cool breeze off the river blowing in my face. I hear the bells ringing from the local Catholic Church. I hear construction workers yelling, jackhammers pounding the concrete and the shifting gears of dump trucks driving away. I smell fragrant flowers and honeysuckle overridden by the smell of burning oil at the local refinery. When I look down my street I see happiness. I smell freshly cut grass and the stench of mulch in the air. I hear the sounds of the inner city.
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