Neighbors at odds…

Two neighbors had a disagreement
and I thought I’d tell you about it all,
along my street, the walk beside
and the leaves which in autumn fall,
one soul industriously gathered
his spent yard of flora in a neat pile,
another traipsed along with child
spying it with uncontrolled smile,
the lad ran and jumped in all joy
while the raker looked on aghast,
leaves tossed in the air here, there
with frustrated laborer in contrast,
kids will be so, the guardian shrugged
but the other endured no delight
no try was made to stop or enjoy
and neither thought the other right,
two neighbors at odds in autumn time
there’s no harm in a child’s trespass,
then tell me your home the raker asked
and I’ll deliver leaves to your address.