College Year
As I sit here on this porch not a cloud in the sky,
I rock in this this chair and start to cry.
I ponder my life and all the years gone by;
I take a deep breath and let out a sigh.
God has blessed me each and every day;
He has graciously kept me in is will & his way.
The smell of the air the sound of the birds;
Can hardly be captured with just mere words.
The warmth of the sun upon my face;
A constant reminder of God’s amazing grace.
I never knew I was loved this much;
Until I felt the fathers touch.
I step off the porch and feel the dirt between my toes;
How I got here God only knows.
It seems like yesterday I started pre-k;
Then a wink and a kiss and its gone all away.
The night of my prom oh how I did dance;
Now a memory I can see at a glance.
I am now standing at the pasture looking at the grass;
Thinking to myself how my school did pass.
Its off to college soon and out on my own;
Guess that’s just part of being all grown.
I wiped the tears away and started inside;
My mom just yelled it’s suppertime.
I’m going to eat and put on a smile;
And enjoy being home just a little while.
No more wrestling within; causing pain or strife
Because tomorrow I'm off to start the rest of my life
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