My favorite place in all the world is my front porch. Early weekend mornings when the house is still asleep - I find such peace here;
Hot coffee on the plastic table, an ashtray beside me, a book and my journal on my lap; my dogs, noses wiggling furiously at the morning smells, sit lazily near my chair.
The neighborhood is mostly quiet at this hour - a few poor souls stumble off to work, the “shopping cart” lady goes by, a few birds sing while bees and butterflies visit my garden.
The world is beautiful and people are kind when viewed from this piece of cement.
In a short while I will again be: mother, daughter, wife, friend, but for now...
with my coffee and my ashtray and my dogs on my front porch…
I can simply be me.
*somehow this is inspired by dear Kronk....thought I would try to take him on a trip to visit my world...lol* You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click hereScroll all the way down to read replies.Show all stories by Author: 63041 ( Click here )
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