THE PORCH

i sit beneath the canopy of green
the bird song sweet amongst the leaves
the sun lighting up the earth
the sounds of life go bustling by
but i sit quiet and contemplate.
it's nearly time for me to go
to leave this place
i will return, of that i'm certain
but not until another year or so, can i sit here
this sanctuary for my soul
it will though stay in my mind, as it has done for years
and in the darkness of the night
when dreams are needed
i will travel to it, to the light
the place of love and care
where with my friends i do share
the joy and sadness that make our lives