There is a song that I like by Lonestar called "My Front Porch Looking In" (Lyrics at the bottom of the post)

It talks about nothing being as special or as important to the singer than what is behind the windows of his home.




Here is my version of that song:

The view from my front porch

holds a man that I love so dearly. A man that never ever raises his voice, doesn't curse and makes me laugh every single day.

The view from my front porch

holds a visit from my grown daughter every now and then with ice cream and McDonalds for her sister and brother and a kiss for me.

The view from my front porch

holds a teenager girl with blond hair, blue eyes and the most beautiful smile you've ever seen.

The view from my front porch

holds the last baby (boy) I'll ever have who has just become a teenager, yet still says "I love you Mom"

The view from my front porch

holds the precious granddaughter that we didn't know we needed so badly or could love so much.

Yeah... The view I love the most, ... is my front porch looking in ...
(Lonestar)

FROM MY FRONT PORCH LOOKING IN

The only ground I ever owned was sticking to my shoes
Now I look at my front porch and this panoramic view
I can sit and watch the fields fill up
With rays of glowing sun
Or watch the moon lay on the fences
Like that's where it was hung
My blessings are in front of me
It's not about the land
I'll never beat the view
From my front porch looking in

There's a carrot top who can barely walk
With a sippy cup of milk
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong
'Cause she likes to dress herself
And the most beautiful girl holding both of them
And the view I love the most
Is my front porch looking in, yeah

I've traveled here and everywhere
Following my job
I've seen the paintings from the air
Brushed by the hand of God
The mountains and the canyons reach from sea to shining sea
But I can't wait to get back home
To the one he made for me
It's anywhere I'll ever go and everywhere I've been
Nothing takes my breath away
Like my front porch looking in

There's a carrot top who can barely walk
With a sippy cup of milk
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong
'Cause she likes to dress herself
And the most beautiful girl holding both of them
Yeah the view I love the most
Is my front porch looking in

I see what beautiful is about
When I'm looking in
Not when I'm looking out