I sit by the window

My neighbor has been raking leaves
since early morning.

The mailman arrived
but he was awfully late today.
I gather my mail.

The man is still raking leaves.

The school bus drops off
a bunch of noisy kids as usual.

The man is still raking leaves.

I stand by the window- watching
the sun slants down, when a heavy wind blows.

I look out the window.
He isn’t raking leaves-
he is staring at me.