Houses sit side by side

Car horns and tire screeches mark the busy day

Voices of eager sellers’ inflated promises fill the air

With my eye, I spy a diligent father intent on working hard to bring home food

Through my eye’s corner, I see a caring mom sentinel as her kids migrate a pedestrian path

I spot happy children giggling without a care in the world

It is the cycle of life that binds us all 

In this big world of toiling