Southern gothic porch swing sways,
As thunder rolls outside,
The Spanish moss hangs heavy,
In the humidity tide.
The pitcher of sweet tea grows warm,
The cicadas drone their sound,
Magnolia blossoms perfume,
Wraps the whole porch around.
We're safe here in the twilight,
As lightning bugs appear,
Southern gothic porch evenings,
Are what I hold dear.
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