The front porch is a very important part of living.
The porch is where first impressions are made with the opening of a door and a hand shake.
It's where friends stop to talk a while on their Sunday walk, and some times the area they cover in chalk when you break your collar bone.
It's where you watch the neighbor's kids get in water fights in the summer and snowball fights in the winter.
It's where memories are frozen in the form of first-day-of-school photos, family portraits, and high school dance pictures.
It is where grandma brings you out a cup of hot chocolate and sits for a while when you have too much to think about.
And where you cry when a silly boy breaks your heart.
It's where you watch airplanes fly by, anxiously awaiting a shooting star so you can make one more wish.
And even where you get a fantastic goodnight kiss.
The front porch is also where you ponder a lot of things.
You watch the sun go down and the stars come out and you wonder what this whole life thing is all about for you.
You gaze up at those stars and clouds and the sliver of the silver moon that's still out at this time of month and try to calculate how far each one could possibly be from you.
(But then you remember physics class was last year and you nearly failed calculus so you just smile and wonder anyway.)
You sit on that front porch and you evaluate your life, think about friends and family, and you grin because of all those beautiful memories.
All on the front porch--
It's pretty important, you know.
Marley Kay
