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Grandma's Rocking Chair by Barbara A. Whittington

I'm recovering from acute bronchitis. All I've done the last few days is think about writing but not actually writing. My time has been filled with lots of Kleenex, coughing, breathing treatments, etc etc etc. Every day I feel a bit better. Come tomorrow I'll be well - I'm counting on it. In the meantime, while I'm not writing, I found this poem among my papers and thought I'd share  - it's a sentiment I wrote for our daughter Jill. Hope you enjoy. As always comments are very welcome. Hugs to all.

Grandma’s Rocking Chair

Grandma’s rocking chair -
passed on to our daughter -
headed for Wisconsin
loaded in a U Haul, nestled
between an antique secretary,
and a refinished dresser -
mirror long gone.

Our three year old triplet
grandchildren, faces pressed
to the window of the van,
wave good bye to me and grandpa
in the driveway, their tears
breaking our hearts.

Our daughter, Jill,
heavy with the child of her new husband,
hums to the children
And soon they are fast asleep.

The rocking will start
while baby is in the womb,
this new grandson of ours,
whose name before
he's even born, is Austin Cole.
He will learn from his mother
How rocking soothes the soul.
Nourishes the spirit.
Links us one to the other
And to generations past and future.
just as we were linked
as children forming the circle
for ring around the rosey.

-the end-
Comments Welcome!

Comments

  1. GailMay 5, 2015 at 10:02 PM

    What a beautiful poem.

    Heal quickly.

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  2. UnknownMay 6, 2015 at 9:56 AM

    Very heartfelt and very visual. I both feel it and see it in my mind.

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  3. Elizabeth VollstadtMay 17, 2015 at 12:56 PM

    Love the poem. I hope the rocking chair continues to be passed down, maybe to her daughter or a daughter-in-law. My daughter has the rocking chair I used to rock her and her brother. We bought it through an ad in the paper (remember those, before e--bay and Craigslist?). I hope it rocked many babies before we had it and will continue to do so for a long time.

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  4. UnknownMarch 30, 2018 at 6:37 PM

    Wonderful poem, love it !

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