Settling In

about my new residence. . .

                            Settling In

there is this:
Louise, a widow and almost a stranger,
resides in the house next door.
Her children - adults all - visit nightly.

incidentally--
scraps of famial conversation slip secretly
from the happy space of her
four seasons room
and enter my sliders unannounced,
like ghostly gossips or double agents--
with wind as accomplice--
she is betrayed.

white noise--
also, I hear her laughter.