Watching Great Aunt Stelly Crocheting While In Her Rocking Chair
I wrote this many years ago:
She's sitting quietly in her rocking chair;
crocheting patiently by the window.
All the kids have long moved away.
Only the memories remain.
I watch her in silence
wondering all she has experienced;
thinking of the many lives she has touched.
She has influenced me greatly
though i never have told her.
She used to read me stories
but those days are gone.
Now we sit on the porch together
watching the sun go down.
Now, not really having any common bonds;
just feeling special towards one another
from what used to be.
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