The rocking chair’s gentle embrace
Held you and me in its slow pace
Suspended, in both time and place.
As I, in quiet wonder, said a prayer.
We sometimes clashed,
But always loved —
Eternal rhythm of our lives.
So I, in quiet wonder, said my prayer.
How time has passed!
It seems, too fast.
That rocking chair is put away —
Replaced with late night talks
Of dreams and plans and ticking clocks
While I, in quiet wonder, say a prayer.
María Morera Johnson