When out of sorts with life or self, <br />A porch is hard to beat <br />As long as you’ve a comfy chair <br />And space to stretch your feet. <br /> <br />Lean back and watch the world go by, <br />Forego life’s stress and chatter. <br />What’s not been done remains undone. <br />But, really, did it matter? <br /> <br />Unlike the confines of a house <br />That holds the world at bay, <br />A porch connects to life itself <br />At any time of day. <br /> <br />A porch’s vantage point and height, <br />The time of day or year, <br />Is less important than the chance <br />It gives to see and hear. <br /> <br />A portal to life beyond yourself <br />Is what a porch provides. <br />It helps regain perspective i <br />And quite a bit besides. <br /> <br />Empty your mind as you’d turn out <br />Your pocket change at night. <br />Just watch and listen silently, <br />In small things take delight: <br /> <br />Morning dew and waking sounds <br />Then sunlight through the leaves, <br />Small children passing on their bikes, <br />And smells borne by the breeze, <br /> <br />Birds in search of food or mates, <br />Your neighbors mowing lawns <br />The setting sun and rising moon, <br />At twilight deer with fawns. <br /> <br />A porch restores one’s sense of place, <br />Shows how all fits together, <br />Revealing ties that ease the heart <br />In any kind of weather.<br /><br />Chuck Toll<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/porches/
