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MAMA’S FRONT PORCH SWING
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Abe Senior Member
since 2003-05-28
Posts 694Looks like Vero Beach, FL until the end! 
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MAMA’S FRONT PORCH SWING (A story a friend told me) Lookin’ back I can remember The great wonders that youth brings Being a child chasing butterflies Daydreams and wonderful things. Gettin’ up early, Mom fixin’ breakfast Raised like most kids of the day A p&j in abrown paper bag Then off to school, sent on our way. Mama and Daddy raisin’ seven kids And our little dog we named Rowdy Mama teaching from the Good Book “If Jesus wouldn’t, then, neither can we!” Sometimes we didn’t want to go Off to Church on Sunday mornings But she made sure, we heard God’s word And sometimes the Preacher’s warnings. We lived in a white, two story house With a big front porch with a swing I still go back in time to that place To a peace of mind it still can bring. Mama always loved sittin’ there And watchin’ people passin’ by Some would stop and talk to her Some would wave and just say, “Hi!” Weloved sittin’ there with Mama My brothers, sisters and me Swingin and talkin’, takin’ turns ‘Cause that swing would just hold three. We sometimes talked for hours Nothing important, just chit chat Among siblings who were friends But, that’s really where it’s at! We sit out there and string beans Sometimes bushels at a time Mama would dry them in the basement And bring ‘em back at special suppertimes. Sometimes sitting at day’s end In the quiet and dark of night The clock church bells would chime Bring a peace and make things right. We had one favorite neighbor Old man Woodrow was his name He’d come and sit with knife and wood His carvings never were the same. He’d whittle and whistle away Most always, Amazing Grace And then he’d go away promising He’d soon stop back by our place. Bobby sounded like Johnny Cash Who was his favorite country star He was a man, just full of joy ‘Long as he could sing and play guitar. He was one of those special kind Whose heart was made ofpure gold The type you hear stories about The kind that never will grow old. If there was no one on the porch The mailman knocked upon the door Mama would greet him with lemonade Or hot chocolate, what’ere the season called for. I remember him sitting on the swing Where he too, found a peaceful rest Seems every time it was needed That ol’ porch swing passed the test. Across the street there was a grade school Where Papa worked to keep it clean We watched the kids come and go From first to five and in between. Rowdy lived out his dog years Woodrow and Bobby’s Up Above A new mailman now stops to rest On that swing still filled with love. Papa finally got his work days done And he and Mama sit and sing On that porch we all once shared Waiting our turn upon that swing. I still stop and sit awhile myself And think of those times gone past Of all those memories of my Life Of all those years that went so fast. Del "Abe" Jones Mankind's greatest accomplishment is not the revolution of technology, it is the evolution of creativity. |
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Seoulair Senior Member
since 2008-03-27
Posts 807Seoul S.Korea |
Ah, life, of long or short, good memories all make them a happy one. Love the read. love the read. my morning coffee. |
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Bonnie j Senior Member
since 2003-06-27
Posts 1588Ohio |
Ah! The comforting memories of the old porch swing. A neighbor had a swing and as a kid I loved to sit and talk and listen to my mom ..talking about their gardens, what they were going to can or bake. The laughter. Oh! how I miss thoses times. I will share with you one I wrote about the old porch swing called: Book of Loving Memories. Hugs BonBon  |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Abe~ How delightfully we are getting to know you even better through these touching stories you share with us~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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