My neighbor built high walls around his house and property to keep others out, as thieves could enter and steal things if not protected. While the walls keep unwanted intruders away, the narrator's curiosity leads them to peek inside their neighbor's property through the tall gate guarding the entrance, allowing them to observe how the flower beds are watered and roses bloom and fall. The neighbor's daughter also longingly looks beyond the gate at the narrator's boys playing.
My neighbor built high walls around his house and property to keep others out, as thieves could enter and steal things if not protected. While the walls keep unwanted intruders away, the narrator's curiosity leads them to peek inside their neighbor's property through the tall gate guarding the entrance, allowing them to observe how the flower beds are watered and roses bloom and fall. The neighbor's daughter also longingly looks beyond the gate at the narrator's boys playing.
My neighbor built high walls around his house and property to keep others out, as thieves could enter and steal things if not protected. While the walls keep unwanted intruders away, the narrator's curiosity leads them to peek inside their neighbor's property through the tall gate guarding the entrance, allowing them to observe how the flower beds are watered and roses bloom and fall. The neighbor's daughter also longingly looks beyond the gate at the narrator's boys playing.
Bought years a go a lot and house And built high walls as if to say “All interlopers here, keep out”
It’s true thieves jimmy doors and snitch
What usable lie strewn about So it is right my neighbor blocks Suspect intrusion to his house
Now all the urchins shy, the cold tall gate
That guards the ripe fruit from their slings Still I can’t keep my curiosity To trespass slyly with a peek So know how each lush flower- bed Is sprayed by hoses in the sun And guess when roses scent the air Or drop their petals on the ground
I know too that my neighbor’s girl
Who strains beneath her yaya’s hand Looks longingly beyond the gate Where my boys tumble in the sun.