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The Rocking Chairs

It's early in the morning 
The sun has yet to rise 
Daylight is still hidden 
In its dark disguise 
. 
There is peace and solitude 
Nothing seems to stir 
Trees that stand tall and strong 
Still are nothing but a blur 
. 
The coffee that I'm sipping 
Takes the chill out of the air 
Only sound that I hear 
Is the rocking of my chair 
. 
We used to rock together 
Before the sun came up 
Sharing tea or coffee 
Each had our special cup 
. 
Neither one of us 
Ever had to say word 
For just a little smile 
Every word was heard 
. 
Yes It was a special time 
That I spent with you 
Rocking in our rocking chairs 
Was what we loved to do 
. 
Now your chairs a rocking 
With the Man above 
But let me tell you sweetie 
Your still the one I love 
. 
I rock here every morning 
Waiting for the sun rise 
Missing you so very much 
Tears flowing from eyes 
. 
Soon we'll be together 
I'll be rocking next to you 
And If we're really lucky 
They'll be a chair that's built for two 

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