The Rocking Chair

She could sit in that chair for hours Just rocking the day away How many kids has she rocked asleep To its hypnotizing sway The stories she told held us captive It's where she read the bible each night She's always say a prayer with us Before telling us all to sleep tight That's where she did her knitting While quietly humming a hymn Watching the beautiful sunsets As the evening skies grew dim But today that chair sits empty For my grandmother has passed away There's no more beautiful sunsets Or listening while she'd pray Life for me, has not been the same For she is no longer there And how I miss, the good times we had Around my grandmother's, rocking chair