The Rocking Chair
In
his old
rocking chair
the white-haired man
sits rocking - rocking.
Memories of his life
behind his eyes are floating -
the face of his departed wife
and others gone before. . . Then his heart
stops - along with the rocking of his chair.
April 27, 2019
Contest: the 'Writing Challenge 2- April 2019- Its All About 10 -' Poetry Contest
(theme #4 chosen, which is the poem's title)
Sponsor: Dear Heart
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2019
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