Back Porch On A Summer's Day Poem by Glenda L. Shank

Mud caked boots
from feeding the horses in the last storm,
prominent beside the screen door.
Cast off end tables, replaced by something nicer,
hold nails, screws and a light fixture-
in limbo between house and shop.
action figures, baby dolls and a jump rope
scattered among the various tools,
abandoned-
their owners called to dinner.
Wet mop hangs upside down,
testimony to a days work,
Real friends enter on the back porch,
honest understanding
of the family found past the threshold.