live in the same house
long enough
and you'll see
families come and go.
kids grow,
cats and dogs
by the numbers, new
and old.
strollers appear,
people move south,
or pass on,
but the street is the same.
the old trees,
the fence
that borders houses
from the stream.
looking out the window
you think
that nothing has,
or will ever change.
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