Our Porch Sings Melodies of Home

Our Porch Sings Melodies of Home

Porches, social networks of the South
Wooden rocking chairs, aged by the morning sun
beckon tranquility and an iced sweet tea
As moist dew forms on plush ripe-green lawn
Adorned with vibrant pink azaleas
and billowing hydrangeas

An escape
from the harsh realities of deadlines and expectations
A welcoming haven of the southern gentility I so warmly embrace
A refuge
A place to reconnect without
The blaring sounds of technology
No TV, no phone – just the song
Of home,
Of us,
playing deftly in the warm evening sky