October 18, 2012
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The front porch
It’s been years since fireside chats-
The days on the porch under the stars
Swapping family gossip and various yarns,
All that is left is the empty porch swing.
Rover the hound lies buried beside-
The porch he patrolled with pardonable pride
Now sits empty chairs and a rug atthe side
All that is left is an empty porch swing
