A Few Summer Moments
A pair of chairs. A table.
A porch a bit too close to the road,
complete with floorboards that need painting,
but maybe not this year.
A little sanctuary. A place to read.
A place to talk. A glass of wine.
A lover in the other chair.
A cat on the table.
A perfection too simple for words.
Too profound for photographs,
all missing the peace a few summer moments
can bring.
About this poem.
I stumble on this picture of my front porch this morning and got all nostalgic for summer. That is all.
Tom
Quarry House 
Tom, looking at your posts for today, and then checking the Rupert weather, I instantly understood the impetus for both posts. Stay safe and warm! 🙂
Will do, for both!