
Neighbourhood, a place we call home,
Where the streets are filled, with laughter and drone.
A community, where we all belong,
With stories to share, and bonds to grow strong.
Families and friends, all around,
Lending a hand, when in need we're found.
A helping hand, a listening ear,
Comfort and love, are always near.
The sights and sounds, of children at play,
The hustle and bustle, of every day.
The laughter and love, that fill the air,
A feeling of belonging, that's always there.
So here's to our neighbourhood, so dear,
A place of comfort, and memories to hold near.
For it's in the love, of those around,
That our neighbourhood, becomes a beautiful sound.



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