I remember as a child walking down the street...The beautiful aroma filling the air as families sit together to eat..The beautiful gardens of your elderly neighbours you’d say hello to passing by.You soon begin to realise as time moves on,slowly but surely those familiar faces you once greeted have said their last goodbyes..The Aromas drifting out of houses,have faded from the air ,the gardens well,their now all the same.New neighbours are less friendly,and I guess you are a bit that way too..New neighbour please take note, when you’ve moved into our street,this has been our home for years,filled with lots of kids and their friends,filled with noise and laughter to no end,only silenceD when they eat.People come and go from here as it’s been a place to come and be free safe from all, and no matter what time You were always welcome even just to call..As a mum to five beautiful children our comfy life was home,we welcomed anyone needing us our house was home
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