Sitting on the back porch of my parents house, peace has a way of seeping into my soul.
It’s not the house I grew up in, but it’s still home.
The birds sing a harmony of good mornings as the sun rises in the Texas sky.
Some days the breeze rustles the trees making a melody, but this morning they remain frozen.
An American flag hangs – the red, white, and blue – a reminder of the freedom we celebrate today.
The porch swing sways every worry away.
Cardinals are perched among the trees likes cherries on top a sundae.
The trickle of water in a nearby fountain soothes.
The ice cream freezer churns. Soon the sweet taste of childhood will melt upon my tongue.
I watch as my son sticks his chubby feet into the spray of the sprinkler. He giggles and bursts like a rocket across the plush, green, grass.
I soak it all in – the sights, the sounds, the peace, the memories, the gifts.
I exhale.
***Today I’m linking up with Lisa Jo for Five Minute Friday. You can join all the fun here.
Laura says
It sounds so peaceful…can I join you!????????
I am a bird lover…hearing them, seeing them, watching them…immediate cause for exhale!
have a blessed fourth and thanks for the beautiful image of your peace filled home!
jenniferlinck says
Thanks Laura! I hope you had a wonderful Fourth of July weekend!
You would love my parent’s house. Cardinals galore! I love watching them.
David Ozab says
I moved a lot as a kid and as an adult. Through it all no place ever really felt like home. Then I got married and our daughter was born and finally I realized that wherever my family is, that’s home. Have a happy 4th and blessings to you and your family!
jenniferlinck says
David –
You’re right! Family = Home!
Thanks for stopping by my blog! I hope you had a great 4th of July!