The Back Porch (Childhood Details Collection)
One of my favorite places when I was young
Our back porch a place for fun
The old white swing with a hundred thousand miles
Back and forth it went and the squeak was loud
Shelling peas snapping beans cutting apples for a pie
And then squealing with delight as I sailed on by
For three generations we used the chairs
Metal ones blue and yellow outlasted my time there
Traveled all the way to my house when Mom needed care
Haircuts on the stool while stories were told
Grapes eaten from bunches eating all I could hold
Under the porch our lawn mowers kept
Not power but push ‘cause the grass never slept
The trellis on the end covered with vines
Morning Glory blossoms opened each morning time
Two concrete steps led up from the sidewalk
A wide metal scraper helped me get the mud off
A place for my bike to stay out of the rain
When I got my new one with shiny chrome and bling
My pop stretched out after a hard day of working
Seemed like the back porch was perfect for relaxing
Before the time of cool air conditioning
The back porch was the place on cool summer evenings
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*Photo from the family album:
~Me sitting on the back porch step at age 2:
~My oldest brother holding my youngest brother in front of the back porch & cistern
*Photo of Morning Glory – Dwight L. Roth