The Porch: A Porch Dweller's Poem
By: Toni Whisenant
There is no place more magical
Nor more beautiful than this.
The aura I get from here
Creates an atmospheric bliss.
Such diverse people.
Come together to feel
The love that radiates
From every crevice and seal.
People come from all over the city
To be part of this peaceful spot.
With them, protection they carry.
Harm will come to it, not.
People share their times of joy
And share stories come to pass.
People come to mourn together
And to share some amusing laughs.
The porch is this magical place
Of happiness and peace.
The simple thought of The Porch
Inspires love in me.
The Porch has a radiant aura
Much like a candle in the dark.
It draws in the hopeless and cold
Much like a dog to the park.
Its a safe haven for the hurt
And a shelter for the weak.
Its a home for the pathetic
And a blessing for the meek.
The Porch is a beautiful, magical place
Full of beautiful, magical people.
Such a peaceful place
And righteous like a church's steeple.
The Porch creates a peace deep inside
That one must not ignore.
The Porch is the place dwellers go
In times when they must soar.
The Porch is my home away from home;
My own safe haven.
Love pouring from without and in.