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  The Rocking Chair
by William Bonilla
Friday, July 30, 2010
Rated "G" by the Author.

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The Rocking Chair
When I was young
I thought of
My twilight years
Of relaxing on a porch
Rocking myself on a chair.
Now those years
Are here,
I find myself thinking
Of my younger years.
I don’t see myself
Rocking myself to sleep
On any chair
Any where
Any porch.
I do find myself
Trying to rock
To the beat
My grand kids
Are rocking to these years.
As they laugh their little
Butts off,
Grandpa is the only clown
They want to keep around….
By: William Bonilla

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Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper 8/8/2010
good one William, reminds me of this blues song, which goes, I'm going to lay my head on that old railwood iron, then let the 319 train peacefy my mind, I'm going down by the river, going sit in my rocking chair, then rock myself on away from here. Kind of sad but I listen to it all the time, forget than train action though, take care
Reviewed by Carole Mathys 8/2/2010
I too have to smile when I read this delightful poem, we know that we are young at heart...but in the eyes of our grandchildren, who knows what they see...good one, William
peace and love, Carole~
Reviewed by Andy Turner 8/1/2010
Never grow old. Use the rocking chair for firewood and the behave as a preteen should.
Reviewed by Don Juan Amante 8/1/2010
you sound like a great grampa
Reviewed by Inspire Hope 8/1/2010
Lol!!!! William I really appreciate this poem today!
Thanks for sharing.....excellent!

Much Love,
Reviewed by Felix Perry 8/1/2010
Yea... can so relate to this one especially when my six year showed up the other night missing her front tooth and asking Poppy to play catch with her. lol
Reviewed by John Domino 8/1/2010
Yes William, we are clowns to our grandkids my friend but we are mentors as well. One GREAT write! As your grandkids get older they will appreciate this kind of writing even more.

john Michael Domino
Reviewed by Amber Moonstone 7/31/2010
You go William, Lady Ga Ga would be proud of you...You rock in my book, so never settle for less than what you can handle..

Love this poem..
Peace, love and light,
Reviewed by Sheila Roy 7/31/2010
A nice tribute, William. Sweet:)
Reviewed by Christine Alwin 7/31/2010
They 'rock' our world :) Mine will be one and three in this write and blessings
Reviewed by Liana Margiva 7/31/2010
VERY NICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
Reviewed by Dawn Anderson 7/31/2010
I'm sitting here with a smile on my face after reading this. I love it!
Reviewed by JMS Bell 7/30/2010
Reviewed by Mary Coe 7/30/2010
Your poem is so true. I have nine grandchildren and I'm always on the go to some event or playing games with them. I used to tell myself, I'm going to relax in my old age, it never happened.
Reviewed by John Flanagan 7/30/2010
Staying young at heart, William, that's the spirit.

Reviewed by D Johnson 7/30/2010
William, some days relaxing in a rocking chair is a really good thing.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray 7/30/2010
I don't have any grand children yet(?) but your write makes a lot of sense to me anyway, William. Thank you. Love and peace,

Reviewed by George Carroll 7/30/2010
My great grand kids who live about 5 miles from me are a handful when they stop over. Never used to fall asleep but catch myself dozing now and then. No rocking chair yet. Good poem William
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