We sat upon the porch swing,
On evenings cool and fine,
To share our day together,
To share what's on our minds.

We held each other tightly,
This magical moment in life,
To laugh and cry together,
My lovely, sweet, sweet wife.

The dogs in distant blocks,
Would bark their lonely sounds,
We'd listen like  none other,
Should be the sounds around.

Those passing people walking,
Would chat so quietly there,
Sometimes they'd hold their hands,
Like their lives had no other cares.

The swing did move with motion,
We loved this dance so nicely done,
Some stars would light the ceiling,
We had more spiritual fun.

Then town clocks would remember,
To sound what they must do,
When midnight came upon us,
We'd sleep the whole night through.