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From The Rocking Chair
Contributed by
Jeff_Scott_Morehead
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Monday, 9th August 2004 @ 08:18:22 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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From The Rocking Chair
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On the porch, faded from the sun
Sits an old rocking chair
Made of wood, painted white
Looks of a lot of wear.
That chair has seen a lot of things
From the years that have come and gone
But quietly it has sat
Overlooking the lawn.
Generations have sat on this chair
Many babies rocked to sleep
It’s seen older children moved on in life
As grandma sat and weep
Many young’ns grew up on this porch
Until ones lap could no longer hold
There’s been talk of a bigger chair
But never has one been sold
On this chair grandpa slipped away
With his memories still in hand
War times stories he would tell
Of his love for this land
From this chair I’ve sat a lot of my life
Saw our nation come under attack
The arms have stains of my tears
As I dealt with this cowardly act
But not all the view from this chair
Has a dark cloud directly above
This chair has seen a lot of things
Most of them dealing with love
Copyright ©
Jeff_Scott_Morehead
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2004-08-09 20:18:22] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: From The Rocking Chair
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jenni_K on
Monday, 9th August 2004 @ 09:02:57 PM AEST (User
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Another lovely one......
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Re: From The Rocking Chair
(User Rating: 1 ) by freespirit on
Monday, 9th August 2004 @ 10:03:28 PM AEST (User
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great poem as a grandmother I also rock in a rocking chair on my deck ty for posting this poem God Bless Frespirit |
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Re: From The Rocking Chair
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Monday, 9th August 2004 @ 10:58:40 PM AEST (User
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Jeff, this is beautifully written and brings back so many memories of my youth sitting in my GrandMother's lap and my Mom's lap watching the world and being told beautiful. I now rock my grandsons in the same rocker they rocked me in as a babe. Thank you for sharing this piece.
Rita |
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