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Front porches are where people sit and share words, sweet tea, coffee, or lemonade together. It’s a quiet spot where you can think by yourself or converse with family and friends. The porch is where words and memories grow and where you first greet your guests. In keeping with that tradition, I wanted to invite you into my home from the front porch. I hope you’ll stop and visit a while.
A brief introduction
This blog is my writing outlet, where I share what inspires me and hope to inspire you in your writing and reading pursuits as well. My mission: Pursuing that which is lovely and worthy of praise (Phil. 4:8) through my stories, poetry, prose, and photography.
Latest Posts
“Come, Follow Me”
In a youth choir years ago, I learned a round that is the epitome of a sticky song. Even last week, I found myself singing the song while working because the trigger words that mark the opening lines and the title ran through my mind: “come, follow me.” While they have nothing to do with…
Here Rests…Lest We Forget
Through eighty-eight years of rain and snow, Of days and nights, one soldierMarches by a single tomb: Twenty-one step salute, repeat. He does not know whose grave he guards, And yet his wakeful watch he keeps To honor the soldiers we lost: Twenty-one step salute, repeat. This guard recalls to us war’s cost—His steps carving…
Midnight Lines
The lines of time turn twisted When the clock of midnight tips From today into tomorrow. Now what is yesterday, and is Right now tonight, or is it This morning—can it be both? Midnight’s no time for these enigmas; Leave the dilemmas for the day. But when I wake, I then discover They don’t matter…
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