I Sit On A Front Porch Swing

I sit on a front porch swing 

A beautiful wood front porch swing

And watch the world go by

I sit on a front porch swing

A beautiful wood front porch swing 

And look up at the sky

I sit on a front porch swing

A beautiful wood front porch swing

With ear buds in my ears 

Just my ITunes and I 

These are the moments I hold so dear

Why are these moments so precious? 

Because they are the fleeting kind 

For tomorrow I could be gone but this porch swing will survive

It will survive to tell my stories 

The stories only its oak knows 

Because here on this wood porch swing 

I feel right at home

This porch swing helps me bend reality 

Forget my worries for a while 

All it does is rock me 

And leaves me with a smile

This swing holds my tears, my sweat, my pride

This swing knows my dreams and it hopes they will survive

This swing likes my taste in music and understands my pain 

This swing helps me escape and never asks to get paid 

I sit on a front porch swing 

A beautiful wood front porch swing 

And I feel like I can fly 

Reviews

[Tony Jordan]

While I found the repitition of this line agreeable, almost soothing - "I sit on a front porch swing..." I subsequently found this one grating - "A beautiful wood front porch swing..."
To have the latter stated twice - beginning and end stanzas would be enough I feel.

Overall it's a homely and warm poem though and is as iconic as Apple Pie in the mind of this non-American reader.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Oh I love this soooo much
Very beautiful it hits home to me in lots of ways