Juan Olivarez

Freshman - 532 Points (september 12 / nyssa oregon)

Porch Swing - Poem by Juan Olivarez

On the porch swing,
Without any shoes.
Hearing the birds sing,
What a cure for the blues.

Drinking a cold beer,
Watching people go by.
Watching the wind steer,
The clouds through the sky.

Strumming a few chords,
And humming along.
No need for words,
It's a front porch swing song.

10/14/10 Alton Texas


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 14, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 22, 2011


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