My Little Daisy
We did some creative writing in my class a few weeks ago. I made my students write a description of one of their favorite places. The assignment sounded so fun I had to do it myself!
Ode to My Back Porch
As I emerged from the cool refreshment of the basement, I was welcomed through the dim dining room out onto the back porch. I could hear the voices talking and laughing. As I yanked the screen door open with both hands I was greeted by the warm windy evening in Wichita. The smell of the burning wood of the chiminea and the smoke of a cigar welcomed me outdoors.
My friends continued their conversation as I took a spot in the middle of the porch swing to join the conversation. The glow of the tiki torches and white Christmas lights in the cool warmth of the moonlight and fire created the feeling of home.
I took a sip of the icy water from my Raven cup, absorbing the auro of those around me; a feeling of comfort, a feeling of family, a feeling of belonging. It was as if I was a little flower observing a bouquet of friendship surrounding me.
So many times I have been surrounded by you all. I love these friends that aren't just friends, but so much, much deeper!!


