The Rocking Chair

How lonely it would be
one rocking chair
sitting on a porch
on a bright summer day
waiting for someone
to join it
as it looks out
on the world beyond
lost in memories
there is the yard
where once children played
laughing
without a care
of what might one day come
once the rocking chair
watched over them
and they were unafraid
now it sits alone
remembering what had once been
looking out onto the world
and waiting

©Karen Damon 01/2004