Thursday, September 14, 2017

The Old Rocking Chair

I was wanting a poem about a rocking chair to share with you today, I found this one and thought it was cute.  The only problem....in the second stanza it talks about lighting a corn-cob pipe!  Well, I don't smoke a corn-cob pipe so I wrote my own stanza below it...it will the one in RED.

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When I am old and worse for wear
I want to buy a rocking-chair,
And set it on a porch where shiIne
The stars of morning-glory vine;
With just beyond, a gleam of grass,
A shady street where people pass;
And some who come with time to spare,
To yarn beside my rocking-chair.

Then I will light my corn-cob pipe  
My morning paper on my knee 
I won't allow to worry me.
For if I know the latest news
Is bad,--to read it I'll refuse,
Since I have always tried to see
The side of life that clicks with glee.

A fresh cup of coffee nice and hot
Daydreams and prayers will be my lot.
My Bible open on my knee
Words of hope to encourage me.
Blue skies white clouds I see Him there
While rocking in my rocking chair.
Peaceful days are spent right here
Everyday throughout the year.

And looking back with days nigh done,
I feel I've had a heap of fun.
Of course I guess that more or less
It's you yourself make happiness
And if your needs are small and few,
Like me you may be happy too:
And end up with a hope, a prayer,
A chuckle in a rocking-chair.

Robert William Service

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Until Next Time

Worry is like a rocking chair,
always in motion, but not going anywhere!




11 comments:

  1. I admit, my rocking chair is one of my favorite places.

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  2. Ugh, the dr. told me no coffee for a whole week...sigh...I have to lay off the coffee, grin.

    I love your lines, Mary, smiles

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  3. First of all...that header...love it!!! Rocking chairs and quilts...beautiful! And, I much prefer you're added stanza. You're talented, my Friend. Love you bunches!

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  4. Sweet poem, especially with your stanza. My porch faces a dusty, dirt road so I don't sit on it. :(

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  5. I really enjoyed that poem and I love the header photo.

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  6. I would love to have a front porch with a rocking chair. What a nice poem. Your header pic is lovely.

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  7. Beautiful blog post today, Mary! I love to rock on my back porch and just take in the view of the forest before me.

    You did a good job (excellent, actually) of re-writing the second verse. "My Bible ... words of hope to encourage me..." Love that!

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  8. My front porch and my rockers are my favorite place. Your stanza is very pretty and suiting to the poem. I actually like yours better. I would love to read a whole one by you about a rocking chair. Hugs, LJ

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