I LEAVE THE PORCH LIGHT ON
Lord, I leave the porch light on
Should you happen to pass by in the middle of the night.
Shake the dust off your shoes on my brand-new doormat
That reads, “Welcome, Friends.”
I turned the TV off to be able to hear the cadence of your steps
And your knock at my door.
The King-size bed is made in my pretty guestroom:
Fresh sheets, soft pillows, and a down comforter.
No longer should you have to lay your weary head on the spartan ground.
Lord, I have food in my pantry and fresh running water.
I will cook for you no matter what the hour…
Please stop by and do tarry with me for a while.
Anyas Spencer, Medford, Oregon, 8/22/2015