Stone wall
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I have excellent neighbors. To my right, a widow who stops by to chat nearly everyday asking if my home is "growing children." To my left, a lovely couple with a teen-age son. The husband mows my front lawn--- every week. He even runs the edger along the sidewalk. Every time he does, I am reminded of the Mending Wall by Robert Frost:
Here's a brief excerpt.
There where it is we do not need the wall:
He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, 'Good fences make good neighbors'.
Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:
'Why do they make good neighbors? Isn't it
Where there are cows?
But here there are no cows.
Before I built a wall I'd ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offence.