The Rocking Chair Poem by Max D. Hornbogen

The Rocking Chair



As I sat here in this rocking chair I was only gathering thoughts, a thoughts full of memories of laughter. Just telling stories by the fire, with only kids by my side. But only I’m sitting here in my rocking chair full of thoughts of memories that I had once before.

June 10th 2008
Max D. Hornbogen

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