The Old Rocking Chair

There’s another child on the way I’ll still be here As I was for generations Year after year after year I’ve seen a revolution and a Civil war Brother against brother and cities burned Memories of Cassie and me on the front porch Waiting for her soldier who never returned Each generation had its’ own story From heartbreak and tears to romance and love I was sitting there through it all Warm sunny days and nights with the stars up above I was handed down as the torch was passed Another child born, time moves so fast As each generation came to be Mother and child came to me I was there in the sun so warm A sense of serenity after the storm They came to me with love and tears Seeing many emotions throughout those years Times have changed, progress to blame Many things different but a few are the same Like the seasons changing, one to another And the bond that exists between child and mother There’s another child on the way I’ll still be here As I was for generations Year after year after year.