Another Porch ...A Poetry Blog

Last night I started reading this book.  (lent to me by a friend who knew I would love it, and I do!) I fell in love with it from the first ...

 It's been a 'toy morning':)... I should like my home to be Not a showplace of pride and pomp But a solac...

Beyond those doors and windows Within those humble walls Are childhood’s precious shadows And memory-tender halls Lif...

It is just an empty box This shell of mortar, bricks, wood; stone But it is what we put inside That turns a house into a ho...

Lord, teach me how to build my house In tender, purpose prove Compassion and humility Shaping a home of love Let my submis...