Swinging on the porch swing early in the night,
Listening to crickets and watching fireflies light.
I loved to sit beside her and listen to her sing.
We could sit for hours on the ole porch swing.
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Loving And Losing A Grandmother
Swinging on the porch swing early in the night,Featured Shared Story
This poem makes me go back to my childhood. My story is bit different. Though our grandma loved us, she didn't show that openly. She tried to mold our characters by warning, instructing and...