Gentle star-kissed night. Lulling summer breeze. Faint lilac scents drifting... across the yard. Rocking... back and forth in the front porch swing of life.
I was here reading your poem on the swing and I was amazed by it and then as I opened the comments box I realized I already read it but still I was more touched by it
Love it!
ReplyDeletewhat borut said!
ReplyDeleteI'm ready for the summer breeze! ;)
I can see life in a front porch swing!! Damn good poem Don!!
ReplyDeleteLovely Don...
ReplyDelete"...faint lilac scents drifting..."
ahhhh....
Loved the ending. Nice.
ReplyDeleteAhhhh....
ReplyDeleteVery lovely Don!
ReplyDeleteMargie
beautiful!
ReplyDeleteI have been complaining about being hot we had rain before yesterday..was good ..Thank God we had bits of rain ...A bit of cold air
ReplyDeleteYou poem is magical loved totatly
I can feel the swing swaying gently in the breeze, carrying me along in deep reverie. Thanks, as always. ...Z
ReplyDeletemmmm lilac scents. feeling relaxed. love the poem!
ReplyDeleteThanks all for your wonderful comments. They are very much appreciated...
ReplyDeleteI was here reading your poem on the swing and I was amazed by it and then as I opened the comments box I realized I already read it but still I was more touched by it
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