Mary E. Fosholdt
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A cabin, a porch, two old rocking chairs
Some work to do but nobody cares.
A man and his wife sit holding hands,
Talking over their well laid plans. The toil, the work is now all done,
And they have planned to have some fun.
They have scrimped and saved, even delayed
The time n their lives they would have played. The old chairs creak as they rock to and fro,
The man smokes his pipe as his wife sits and sews.
They stop a moment, take a breath of clean air