Sittin' on the front porch
Swinging in the swing
Lookin' at the mountains
Listenin' to the birds sing
As the sun sets behind The hills
The lighting bugs come out
Brings back memories
Of my childhood
Oh how I wish I could go back
Being a kid with no worries
Daydreaming while front porch sittin'
Photo taken by me Front Porch Sittin' - Original Poetry