Grandma's Rocker Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr
Grandma's Rocker
Grandma's rocker
Grandma would sit on her rocking chair
Rocking all day long.
The chair was her joy each day.
As she grows old.
She loved to rock on the porch.
As the cars drove by she would smile.
Now the rocker is old.
It sets in the cold of the day.
Now that grandma is off her rocker!
Sunday, October 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: grandmother
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