My Front Porch View

My Dad Wrote Poetry For Many Years. When He Was Almost At The End Of His Journey He Sat Down And Showed Me Some Of What He Had Written. I Couldn'T Believe That He Had Such Marvelous Emotion. He Crafted Some Beautiful Poems. Years Later I Became Inspired By His Memory And What I Had Learned From Him. I Wish He Were Here To See This Work. I Think He Would Be Proud.