My Mothers Rocking Chair
By: Lanaia Lee
Back and forth it rocks all by itself
It rocked me as a babe
But what is so strange my mother was taken by death
But I am not afraid.
Back and forth it goes
As if mother were reaching out beyond the realm of death
As if she was trying to tell me she knows
How much I still love her with every breathe.
The rocking chair from my youth
Back and forth it goes
To tell me her death was not a goof
Beyond the valley of death she always knows.
Back and forth the chair rocks
Her way of letting me know
The bond between us is not blocked
Even though life has been tough to hoe.
Back and forth as it goes
She is happy this I know
Because she lets me know
From the rocking chair it truly shows.
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