Embraced in the rythm of an eye closing hug,
Standing on the front porch and the welcome rug,
Is where I left you after a mine blowing night,
Of discovery of laughter of doing what is right,
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I like this, especially the first two lines; the syntax is perfect and the image vivid. And, hey, i think it's something that goes through all our minds.
By doing what was right maybe the good guy will be found. Enjoyed your poem very much.