My Grandma owned a rocking chair,
Where she would rock me fast to sleep.
She'd pick me up when cranky I'm told,
And then rock, till ner a peep!
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Hi Linda. Rock on thats all I can say. a really wonderful story in rhyme and I hope your chair keeps rocking for many a year to come. A very nice read thanks Regards Dave T. **10**
A teacher of mine told me that scents, sounds, textures, sights and tastes could bring back some memories of before. A memory like that, being rocked to sleep by grandma, the sound of the chair against the floor, the creaking, it makes me smile...