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Rocking Chair

Passing time

By Julie LacksonenPublished 2 years ago Updated 2 years ago 1 min read
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Me, upon her knee,

swaying slowly

forward and back,

forward and back.

Granny humming,

me squirming,

until giving in

to the soothing sensations.

Eyes drooping and finally...

sleep,

pleasant dreams

in the comfort

of Granny's arms

on the old rocking chair.

*

Passing time -

her life disappearing.

Me, rocking alone,

face tear-soaked,

my own arms

wrapped around myself,

wishing they were hers.

Swaying angrily

forward and back,

forward and back.

Chair creaking.

Me, restless,

sleepless.

*

Passing time,

life drifting by.

My daughter

upon my knee,

swaying

forward and back,

forward and back.

Me humming,

her squirming,

until giving in

to the soothing sensations.

Eyes drooping and finally...

sleep,

pleasant dreams

in the comfort

of my arms

on the old, paint-chipped rocking chair.

performance poetry
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About the Creator

Julie Lacksonen

Julie has been a music teacher at a public school in Arizona since 1987. She enjoys writing, reading, walking, swimming, and spending time with family.

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