Envy
Across the road
Next door
In my yard
Trees meticulously trimmed and shaped
Wild and overbearing
Our gardens are winning
Sucked dry of all detritus
Sickly, dying, from some unknown blight
Battle of time and energy
Singular in their glory
Secret pockets of blooms
Goldenrod flourishes amid spent daylilies
No one casting shade upon another
Hidden gems forgotten
Husks of abandoned roses linger amid towering milkweed