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Rocking Chairs

written by: Vickie Mryczko

@vickiemryczko

 

Two rocking chairs of oak were presented one day;
a secret gift crafted, to relax and play

This kind Sir, widdled wood for many weeks;
a loving surprise, as happy tears, fell down her cheeks

A small token, for his lovely new bride;
their initials he carved, with excitement and pride

They sit upon a quaint, little porch;
protected from rain and the Sun's yellow scorch

The chairs are fashioned exactly the same;
this precious union, a beautifully lit flame

Adorning this space, planters are in full bloom;
spilling colors, as bright as a full moon

Hanging baskets of brilliant green ferns;
dance in circles, slowly they turn

Fashioned from tin, dainty dragonflies sing in the breeze;
the melodies of a collision, surviving through heat and freeze

These chairs have rocked, so many times;
a rhythmic motion to accompany the dangling chimes

They held hands here, for so many years;
a love so true, undying and clear

A safe perch, to sit together and always gaze;
from this life to the next, a warm, safe embrace...

Vickie Mryczko

Vickie Mryczko

I am a single mom, who has been through some stuff. I have always enjoyed writing. There is no greater joy than being able to share my words, written or spoken. My hope is to be able to inspire healing, confidence and self motivation.
Vickie Mryczko

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