Melody jostled a dust-coated box into the backseat of her car. The box had remained untouched for the three years she'd been at Harvard. Why had she insisted on bringing it to law school? She'd just ... [+]
On the block where I reside,Our community constantly ,changes and grows.
My neighbors and I,side by side,share a special togetherness,not every community knows.
In the entire county,where we live,the number of residents,is normally quite small.
There are a variety of skin tones,races, personality types and ages.
We wouldn't want it any other way.We are hospitable, and respectful.
Always, easy to see.We are,Neighbors, and Friends.We, are Family!
Where I live,we are filled with Hope, even in our darkest hours.
As we Bloom and Grow, living our life together. Just like the beautiful flowers, I see on the balcony.
