The Porch Swing Inspires Nostalgia, Imagination – and Poetry!
Sep 21st, 2009 by Shari
Though the porch swing is often associated with days of yore, its popularity continues to increase. In fact, the more hectic life becomes, the more people seem to appreciate it. With an allure that’s almost magical, it has the power to reduce our stress, lift our spirits, and fly us away to wherever we want to go.
At CedarStore.com, besides our traditional cedar, pine, and oak versions, we’ve given the good, old-fashioned porch swing a 21st century spin, by offering it in nearly indestructible polywood and synthetic wicker, in an amazing range of sizes, along with an incredible array of colorful, comfortable cushions. All of our porch swings are designed to give you years of outdoor living enjoyment; and, no matter which you choose, you’re sure to become a frequent flyer.
Furthermore, because this beloved piece of outdoor furniture is so extraordinary, it deserves to be honored in verse, as such:
The Swing Takes Wing
They say that the feeling of flying is something beyond compare;
Since the dawn of our time, we’ve tried to find ways of hurling ourselves through the air.
It began in prehistoric days with the invention of the wheel,
But rolling along the ground does not have the same appeal.
Throughout the ages, people strove to defy gravity;
As they looked to the skies, in their minds’ eyes, they took flights of fantasy.
The desire to fly touched everyone, from commoner to king,
But no amount of money could a magic carpet bring.
Outrageous lengths were sometimes reached in creativity;
Putting logic aside, many stunts that were tried led to sheer catastrophe.
At times it seemed there was no end to the wild imaginings;
To fly like a bird, some did things as absurd as strapping on homemade wings.
And then, one day, the race for the sky finally reached a new height,
When, ignoring all others, two daring brothers, Orville and Wilbur Wright,
After years of failure finally gained some well-deserved renown,
At Kitty Hawk, where first they got their airplane off the ground.
Today they say, there’s more than one way to get yourself airborne;
Many are as insane as before the plane made air travel the norm.
Some may do it with ease, on a flying trapeze, but one slip and it may be over;
In a bungi jump, one could end up a lump upon a field of clover.
So, when I crave the sensation of flying through the air,
Like the wind in the trees, with a heavenly breeze blowing through my hair,
I have only to step outside my door, where I instantly take wing;
For I prefer to take my flights on my magical porch swing.
Yours Outdoors,
Kathy
