I have a little friend next door.
He comes to visit every day
at the same time.
usually around 11am.
He doesn't bother to knock.
there's really no need.
He's always welcome.
He likes me to fix him something to eat
and sits with me while I read.
Then,
because eating & reading are
so
exhausting
for
him,
he takes a little nap on the daybed in the sun room.
At about four o'clock in the afternoon,
he gets up,
s
t
r
e
t
c
h
e
s,
and walks back over to his house
- just in time for his mom to get home from work.
Meet Carlton, friends.


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