In the neighbourhood
just before year’s end
a new family
noise, enthusiasm and energy.
pleaded from Santa perhaps
they bounce in and out of our lives
the fence an intermittent conversation barrier.
Blue sky equity
from sunwake to dusk
a trio of shareholders
pass greetings, comments and gossip
as they bounce through summer holidays.
One day a broken fence paling
a neighbour enquires to the oscillating children.
They know nothing
and saw less.
The man in that house thought it was you
she tells one.
The seven-year-old springs cautiously
while pondering the identification.
“He might have been lying ”
is offered between ascents
the neighbour, a teacher of 30 years and mother of four
admiring the effrontery
and about to faint with laughter
drops the charges and awards cost to herself.