From The Porch

One of my favorite pastimes is people-watching on the porch.  

I will have my tea or lemonade in hand,  

Book resting on my propped-up knees.  

Julia from down the street will wave and ask how I'm doing. 

You would think she never got tired of my face. 

Robert seems not to be walking his dog. 

It's always his dog walking him. 

Charlie the golden will come trotting over.  

She figured out how to open her pen's door.  

I love mornings on the porch,  

Sipping my drink 

Through all the seasons.