Thinking back to Summer when I was just a kid. Playing hide and seek and all the spots we hid.
We often kicked the can, played tag, and hopscotch too. Most of all we loved it as it meant there was no school.
But something else comes to mind of what we use to do. Every single evening, something we so looked forward to.
After supper and dishes, the neighborhood came to life. Sitting on the front porch, husbands, children, and wives.
Watching all the sunsets and the stars that came to life. Sitting and visiting with neighbors, on those special Summer nights.
Over time things have changed, an era went away. The front porch lost its meaning, a time from olden days!
Written by: S. Matheson 5/18/2005 |