| Front Porch Nights |
| Just a poem about something small that I miss very much. Written on April 24, 2004. |
| Sittin on your porchas we talked away another night Lost as we were everything just felt so right Life's problems were on our minds and you were in my heart But we were seperated before we really got a start Now I sit here missin your voice & haunted by my past A past that put my broken heart in the cast One more night spent with you is my greatest desire If I said I didn't miss you then I would be a big liar Maybe one day the past will again become the present And no longer be something that I resent |