The Front Porch


Faithful Acres Body Soul Spirit

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when life gets
a little more than
i can take
.
i slip away
and take a break
far from the city
and all its demands
.
frankly, it’s more
than i can stand
.
so i slip away
to a little place
far from the busy streets
.
all the pushin’ and a shovin’
and a keepin’ up with
some feller named Jones
.
that’s just not for me
.
out in the sticks
is where i call home
back in the hills
just a takin’ it slow
.
ain’t in no hurry
we’ll git there soon e’nuf
.
got everythin’ i need
right here on the porch
a nice cool breeze
birds singin’ to me
and a tall glass of tea
.
that feller Jones
ain’t got nothin’ on me
.
~ poem “That Feller Jones” by Michael Traveler, author/poet
.

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