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 Posted: Sat Oct 19th, 2019 03:28 am
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bunnythesinger
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There is a rocker from my parent's house that has now been in 4 generations of family. My sisters kids have the rocker now for their kids and it means as much to them as it always has to all of us.

As usual comments and corrections as well as suggestions are appreciated.

Bunny
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The Rocker

Verse 1
Each creak of that old rocking chair
On the parlor's old oak floors where
Note by note the soundtrack for my life was played
A strong carved seat and laddered back
Arms that cradled and relaxed
And a shiny black finish that's long been worn away

Verse 2
I remember back when I was three
Riding pony on my Grandpa's knee
We rocked that chair across that parlor floor
It was my jail cell when I was on time out
And my solitude when I was full of doubt
It was never just a chair, it was so much more

Chorus
The magic of that chair helped Grandma soothe our skinned up knees
And Grandpa sing us through our teenage broken hearts
It broke the news of marriages and babies on the way
Its where we rocked away the pain when our world fell apart

Verse 3
That old chair has been everything
Its where Grandma taught me how to sing
And the place where Grandpa told his tales so grand
He told us of his navy days
His road worn life and his rowdy ways
When he played guitar in a traveling country band

Chorus
The magic of that chair helped Grandma soothe our skinned up knees
And Grandpa sing us through our teenage broken hearts
It broke the news of marriages and babies on the way
Its where we rocked away the pain when our world fell apart

Verse 4
Through the years as we made it home
To Grandmas house where we belonged
Each of us would spend a few moments in that chair
Before we left and made our way
Back to our own world and our day to day
We'd reconnect with the lifetime of love we found there

Chorus
The magic of that chair helped Grandma soothe our skinned up knees
And Grandpa sing us through our teenage broken hearts
It broke the news of marriages and babies on the way
Its where we rocked away the pain when our world fell apart

Coda:
Theres a well worn chair in the parlor
The marks from its rockers scar the floor
Each creak's another story of the family
It was never just a chair, it was so much more


© Copyright 2019 John Parrish

Last edited on Sat Oct 19th, 2019 03:32 am by bunnythesinger



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 Posted: Sun Oct 20th, 2019 02:10 am
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This is sweet, Bunny! Who would think a simple rocking chair could reflect such a rich history. I’m pretty sure it sings well since it flows smoothly. The coda sums it up nicely. I enjoyed reading it, excellent!

Charles



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