A Farm House Porch
A farm house porch over looking the fields in the early fall
Sits the old farmer who for a while has worked no crops at all
He scratches the head of the old faithful collie dog at his side
It is just him and the farmer who are reflecting with pride
Relatives and friends and loved ones who they have known
In a life so full of plenty along with crops they have grown
There have been visitors who have driven up that long gravel road
Who have held key parts of a life as life jouney unfolds
He goes in to the kitchen where there is an old covered chair
A chair that will always be covered that he takes special care
It is now getting late and before he says his nightly prayer
He thinks for a minute who he will include in there
Then he gets down by his bedside on old arthritic knees
And prays for so many in his life that graciously did please
Copyright © James Gooch | Year Posted 2011
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