Morning, but not on my neighbor's.
When I noticed the couple's car was
Gone, I carried my cup of coffee and
Newspaper to their patio and made
Myself at home.
The setting was perfect,
Hanging baskets,
Blooming maroon colored lilies,
A wren flitting from branch to branch near
Its small sized house attached to the
Porch post.
The only drawback was a chaotic
Chorus of cicadas scolding me for
Trespassing on their territory.
But I ignored the insects' hissing sounds and
Basked in my surroundings.
I skimmed the pages of the paper and
Concentrated on my puzzles.
I was glad I finished before my neighbors
Returned, even though I know my
Brother and his wife wouldn't have minded
Finding me there.