Ode on a Rocking Chair

LaLocke's Rocking Chair

Her form common until on deeper reflection
The grace and subtle beauty gleam forth
Her origins the ancient southern forest
Sturdy hickory chosen as her spine
Fragrant pine became her ribs
His hands formed each piece
Whittled and scraped to the exacting
Measurements of her owners frame
A precious gift of time and love
Hers for a half century after his death
A comfort to body and soul

Layered color is revealed in your wear
Painted to brighten the Crossett gray
On house after house in the company town
Telling the history of rooms long gone
And the charm of the one
Who rested in your arms

O fortunate child to receive such a treasure
Handed down, an afterthought
But now held in high honor
She will rock the generations
As she did a century ago
To the rhythm of his love and devotion

19 thoughts on “Ode on a Rocking Chair

  1. i love a good rocking chair…sittin on the porch rockin in the breeze….well broke in is good as well….my great uncle was a wood worker as well…i still have many of his pieces…

  2. She will rock the generations
    As she did a century ago
    To the rhythm of his love and devotion…love the history and the tailored to fit…so many warm memories.. … we had one when the kids were small..it was borrowed from a friend who had no place for it at that time…i sat there many a nights, breastfeeding and rocking the little one to sleep afterwards…

    • This is my great grandmothers, made for her by her husband when first married – about 1900 or so – she lived to be 100 and I was lucky enough to be given her rocking chair. Many many generations rocked in this chair – now her great-greats!Thanks, Claudia! K

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