Sherry Painter

Rookie - 72 Points (Florida)

The Front Porch Light Is On: - Poem by Sherry Painter

I just had a fight with me mom,
And I am now on my own,
As I cut throw the grass to my awaiting cab,
I turn around one last time,
And I see the light on our front porch turn on,
That light was never on at night,
But that dose not stop me,
As for I get into the car.

It has been years, now,
And I arive home,
It was night,
And the front porch light was on,
Still,
And I rmember back to that night of my departure,
That it had been on too,
This light,
Was not just a light,
It was a sign,
That no matter if I leave for another place
That this would, that it will always be my home...


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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 13, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, December 2, 2012


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