This Old Porch
Those boards have heard many a tale. I have sat here, cried here, said goodbye here. On that porch we all stood looking up at that gigantic full moon, ringed with a golden halo, the night Mom died. All silently lost in thought, gazing up at that moon. Remembering, and feeling like she was almost standing there with us. For this was her porch. It … Continue reading This Old Porch