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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