Poetry

my front porch swing

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So Much Depends Upon…

So much depends upon

my wooden front porch swing

encompassed by dust and sprinkled with cobwebs

a place for talks, dreams, and a vivid imagination

gently swaying, waiting for me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I Wish…

I wish

the brown cat

running through my backyard

could be my pet.