As I sit upon the porch swing
and the sun does warm my bones
my mind begins to wander
to the places I've called home

From North America to Asia
and countries in between
so many different cultures
and wonders have I seen

People I wish I'd known longer
others I'd wish to leave behind
Some in which I lost so much of me
others with purpose yet to find

I know I will not stay here
but for now I guess will do
as I sit upon the porch swing
waiting to build a home with you