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shelerellaSP
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0 posted 2011-08-19 09:08 AM


wooden pillars held his back
as he held me in his arms.
those soft memories only in photographs-
more little ones came and he returned
to that chair that cradled us all so well
she sat in silence caressing a child
he'd rest his head from a weary day's work
we'd jump and play and bump and rock
and mar and stain and scratch
that trunk still sturdy and swaying firm
welcomed a family of six
now the numbers multiply
and in the corner waits
mamma's good old rocking chair-
save that spot for me.

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OwlSA
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1 posted 2011-08-19 11:08 AM


Oh, ShelerellaSP, this is so beautiful - the poem, the tribute to your father and your mother, the images, and the rocking chair itself - something I would love to have in the past, present and future.

Hugs
Owl

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2 posted 2011-08-19 02:29 PM


delightful write.
                 Ida

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3 posted 2011-08-19 03:48 PM


A gentle love shines through every line... this is beautiful!
jwesley
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4 posted 2011-08-19 04:57 PM


Have to agree with all the above...another wonderful write, my friend.

j.

ebonygirl
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5 posted 2011-08-19 05:07 PM


Your poem reminds me of my grandmother's  old rocking chairs.
Enjoyed,
Ms. E

shelerellaSP
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6 posted 2011-08-20 01:57 AM


Thank you, all.  Mom and dad were "auction people".  Dad loved to get a great deal on furniture,and then turn around and sell it in the antiques mall or a yard sale.  So there was always a different couch or table in the house when I'd go home.  One thing was ALWAYS there, no matter what. The old rocking chair that held my mom's back in the oldest pictures our family has... and it's still there.  It's my comfort spot.
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7 posted 2011-08-27 10:45 PM


I love rocking chairs and I love furniture, houses and collectiblbes with stories behind them.  This is a keeper.

Alison

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