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The Old Rocking Chair

There's an old rocking chair in the parlor where I rock to the dreams of long ago dreaming of an old fashioned family and the love of my old fashioned beaux sometimes it seems that I can hear them laughing in the twilight while rocking to and fro and the memories will always continue in that old rocking chair from long ago.

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Date: 5/19/2018 1:50:00 PM
I can picture the scene so vividly, such beautiful imagery Robin:-) hugs jan xx
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