The Rocking Chair

On the porch is a wooden rocking chair.
Rocking, listening to the birds,
Delighted in the mix of shade, children playing,
A humming bird
Bees at the flowers.
I’ve sat in that chair and have rocked you home to me.
Cool, spring evenings,
Neighbors surprised by me
Sitting quietly

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