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~The Rocking Chair~A little girl sits in front of her bedroom window, she silently sits in her rocking chair. The night breeze blows through the open window, the curtains sway back and forth in the wind. The rocking chair creaks from the back and forth motion, the little girl's heart is saddened by the loss of her parents. She silently sits in the rocking chair to help ease her pain, it reminds her of being rocked in her mother's arms every night before bed. The little girl sits in front of her bedroom window, she sits silently in her rocking chair, as the tears gently roll down her rosy red cheeks. Copyright Cynthia Jones Apr.11/2004 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Send Feedback/Comments
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