<An entry and short for the "Almost Perfect Getaway" Teen fiction contest> *** My summer home, a haven of bliss, But my neighbor's noise, I could not dismiss, I tried to relax, to enjoy the view, But my neighbor's noise, it cut right through. The breeze still blew, the flowers still bloomed, But my neighbor's noise, it left me consumed, I wished for silence, for some tranquility, But my neighbor's noise, it robbed me of serenity.All Rights Reserved