My Back Porch
Is where I run to hide
To escape the threatening world inside
Life has passed me by
I am no longer welcome in my own home
The outside world beckons me
Calls me on to roam
Yet I cannot leave my back porch just yet
So I will look out
And remember the promise I made
That I will never forget
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by Adam Smith
My Back Porch
Is where I run to hide
To escape the threatening world inside
Life has passed me by
I am no longer welcome
Whenever I need moments of privacy,
I retreat to the vestibule of my back porch,
With the key inside to find consistency,
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My back porch
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About
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That I can grow
For our love
The fountain of
My back porch
Really isn't a porch at all
Although it used to be one.
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And a junk room/freezer
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