On Porches...

On porches we wait…
For school buses
Or daddies
To come home from work
We wait for moms to pick up children,
Before heading home to start supper
And sometimes we wait for love
On porches we wait...
For the sun to set
Or to watch it rise
We wait for children
Or for a ride
Or for dreams
To materialize
On porches we wait…
With loved ones
Or books
We wait
With coffee
Or tea
With guitars, harmonicas
A pipe
Or memories
We watch the rain fall
On porches we wait…
On steps
On a bench
Or a chair
We wait
While breezes run
Their fingers through our hair
And thoughts paint each stair
On porches we grow old
In the cool night air

Janet~