The empty porch
In the past few weeks my porch has felt the tremors of walking and running feet. After our branding, it was felt the weight of bodies who laid on it to rest. Piles of boots have lined up on it, outside the front door, when guests came in for mealtime. Late in the evenings my front porch heard the sighs of guests from England, Denmark and Germany who had never seen lightning bugs before, watched the sun set with us and listened to the buzz of the locusts. As night drew closer, it became a vantage point to see the first evening ”star” in the east which was actually Venus and later on the millions of stars that appeared. Today the porch is void of people since all the new friends we have met went home. There are no longer rows of boots to walk around. Today the porch is void of activity, but so full of memories!
One Response “The empty porch”
wonderfully written….cant wait for the cattle drive.