5.13.2014

I Long For The Days When Everyone Had A Front Porch

Oh how I long for the days when everyone had a front porch.  The days when people were social in a friendly, and wonderful kind of way.  When people enjoyed conversation with their neighbors. Where picket fences where made for visiting and where children would play.

Oh how I long for the days when everyone had a front porch.  A porch with swings to sit and sway with their love, a porch that everyone saw first with wonderful chairs or rockers where one could sit a spell with a cold glass of sweet tea or lemonade to quench their thirst.

Oh how I long for the days when everyone had a front porch. A porch where those walking on the sidewalk in front could wave and happily greet those who rested.  A porch where people were welcome to stop and visit a bit.  A porch where friendliness resided and families gathered where happy stories were tested.

Oh how I long for the days when everyone had a front porch.  A porch where conversation was shared, and everyone was heard.  A porch where friends were close and families even closer.  A porch where together was almost a verb.

Oh how I long for the days when everyone had a front porch.  A place to observe the butterflies and birds.  A place where sunsets where enjoyed and locusts heard.  A place where fireflies danced in the cool evening breezes that brought wafts of the wonderful flower fragrances that pleases.

Oh how I long for the days when everyone had a front porch.  A place to dream and share.  A place to listen to the pitter patter of the Spring rains, and to watch the strike of the lightnings glare.  A porch where lovers held hands, and families laughed and joked.  A porch where one could one could watch as the land was soaked.

Maybe it is time that everyone have a front porch. A porch to help this nation find again in this day.  A place where families are close and marriages even closer.  A place where everyone worked at it and wanted to stay.  A place where love abounded and caring prevailed.  A place where friendships were forged and evil failed.  Maybe if we all hung out on front porches like way back when, we could find places and people and relationships can be good once again.

If The World Had A Front Porch


It was where my mama sat on that old swing with her crochet

It was where grandaddy taught me how to cuss and how to pray

It was where we made our own ice cream those sultry summer nights
Where the bulldog had her puppies and us brothers had our fights
There were many nights I’d sit right there and look out at the stars
To the sound of a distant whippoorwill or the hum of a passin’ car
It was where I first got up the nerve to steal me my first kiss
And it was where I learned to play guitar and pray I had the gift
If the world had a front porch like we did back then
We’d still have our problems but we’d all be friends
Treatin’ your neighbor like he’s your next of kin
Wouldn’t be gone with the wind
If the world had a front porch like we did back then

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2 comments:

Michelle said...

Porches are special places. Ours gets used in the summer, more than any other time.

Debra Howard said...

Our front porch is small but I do have a great patio that we use lots. Working on building a bigger patio with cover...I am so excited. I have always wished for one of those big front porches though there is just something so friendly and welcoming about them.