I walk home past this house everyday and I think this porch looks so inviting. It just says to me "come and sit a spell". The house faces the afternoon sun and I'm sure the trees in the front yard offer much needed shade. Sad thing is I never see anyone sitting here. Maybe they are here sitting on their front pouch when I'm sitting in my own backyard enjoying the cool evenings.
Mayberry by Rascal Flatts
I miss Mayberry
Sitting on the porch drinking ice-cold cherry Coke
Where everything is black and white
Picking on a six string
Where people pass by and you call them by their first name
Watching the clouds roll by