The Porch Swing

By brian francis

As the summer evening settles
Lightning flashes up on high
Rain drops sing a staccato rhythm
Thunder rolls across the sky

Here alone with you beside me
Knowing you are my closest friend
You lay your head upon my shoulder
And teach me to love you once again

Hearts that break can also be mended
Mistakes we’ve made – steps untrue
Torture’s lonely moments haunt us
Through it all I still love you

The flash becomes a screaming sizzle
And crashes to the nearby ground
The roar of thunder jars the moment
Deep inside you can feel the sound

Hearts together reach for solace
Smiles relieve the moment’s fear
Arms engaged in a gentle holding
Eyes awash with the salty tear

I know of love because I found you
After years of roaming all alone
Sitting here on this porch swing
Holding you I have found my home

Copyright ©2020 brian francis

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B. F. O'Connor

Born and raised in the idyllic environment of Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. A rural paradise perfect for a roving childhood. Now living in the desert southwest, with a flock of parrots, a pigeon, and Three dogs.

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