The Porch Swing - Feb. 13, 2025

Gary Hunter
Feb 13
1 min read

the young couple’s future sways

as their feet leave the floor

love swings ever higher

with grand plans

the wood slats where they sit

creak between kisses

they stop, rise together

one wedges through the front door

the other gently through a side gate

and the porch swing whispers

ever slower and slower

a lonely goodbye

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