Neighbor Complaint

Daisy Peasblossom on May 27, 2009

According to the city policeman who delivered the message, complaints about other people’s yards are at an all time high.

There came
A knock on the door;
There stood
A kindly policeman.

“Hello, officer,
How may I help you?”
I asked.

“We got a complaint,
About your yard,”
He said.
“You’ll have fourteen days
To clean it up.”

I sighed.
It was inevitable.
A little bit each day
Didn’t suit the schedule
Of someone down the way.

Was it Mr. Perfect Lawn?
Or Mrs. Sit On the Porch
Or the Day care flinging balls
Or the trespasser walking

Through my yard
Without so much as
A by your leave.

I explained.
“I’m just now on vacation
The trees do drop limbs.”
He understood my situation.

“City-wide clean up
We pick up at the curb,
And those youngsters
Should not you disturb.”

He was kindly,
And went his way
But left me to fume
Through the wreckage
Of my day.

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Milton H Peebles III on May 27, 2009
Been through that sort of. Had a house that my son caught on fire, so we sold it. Then I received a written complaint from the city two months after it was sold that we had 14 days to clear the lot. Had to get a lawyer to get it straight on who actually owned it.

Enjoyed the read.

Take Care, DreamSweet and let Your Heart Shine
milty
Ruby Hawk on May 27, 2009
Oh my, Lionel’s son had a complaint because he didn’t have his lawn mowed exactly the way the Home Association liked it. I say Phooey on them.
Joe Dorish on May 27, 2009
Wow, glad I do not live in a neighborhood like that. Have had to deal with an association though and it can be a pain.
macdood on May 27, 2009
I ask where is our freedom and why do people care what’s in someone else’s year?

Enjoyed your poem as others apparently did so some good came out of your day.
kate smedley on May 28, 2009
What a pain!! It’s a pity these people can\’t just get on with their lives. Nice poem Daisy.
PR Mace on May 28, 2009
Folks need to mind their own yards and not worry about others so much. You never know what is going on in someones life. I have a man across the street from me that looks at me if my grass is too high. Well, I can’t cut it with all the rain we have been having here in Florida. I don’t know how he keeps his so short. Sorry for the problems and complaints.

Hi there!