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A Rocker
For All Ages Rocking
chairs have rocked new moms with day- old babies,
healed broken hearts and wounded pride, and then
eased the pains of getting old. Whether
you place a rocking chair on the back porch, front
porch, near a fireplace, or really anywhere in your
home, it will inevitably find its way into the
hearts of everyone who lives there. It will become
the place where a day's frustrations are soothed,
plans are made and goals dreamed about. Aw, and the
stories that have been related by someone as they
gently rock to the rhythm of peace and tranquility.
A person just cannot stay angry and uptight while
they rock - its probably some great scientific
principle, but tensions are dissipated and anger is
subsided. You may start out vigorously rocking but
soon the proper motion is attained to bring spirits
back and bring life to the right mode - relaxed,
and peaceful. Walls
of resistance don't stand a chance when the matter
is discussed while rocking and possible arguments
lose their sting. You see, rockers are not made for
just men or just women, they are for anyone who
wants to take a respite from daily turmoils and
leisurely return to a better frame of mind. A
person's religious or political affiliations can be
discussed but never argued, and while you may or
may not see the other's point of view, while
rocking, they are entitled to their thoughts.
These
fine pieces of furniture never really die. They
will just nestle themselves into future generations
and rock sleepy babies, feverish children,
exuberant teen-agers and wise parents and
grandparents. The very wrinkles of a very bad day
are always neatly ironed and laid to rest for a
while, while rocking. Smiles comes easily and even
laughter finds its way to the surface.
Conversations can utilize words or not, depending
on the rocker's mood. Sometimes just a nod of the
head will suffice. History
knows the wisdom of a rocking chair, and the arms
of each chair have been caressed and held onto for
dear life. Destiny waits in the wings for the right
opportunity to make use of the splendid things that
happen when someone rocks in a rocking chair. The
world would probably be a better place for everyone
if only our world leaders could discuss matters
while rocking and fine relationships might develop
and be perpetuated with a handshake and a nod -
while rocking. Oh, if you are lucky enough to have
one with a gentle "squeak" - it's just a wonderful
"extra." ENJOY! ©Arleen M. Kaptur 2003 January
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Stone
Creek Crossing
Rocking
chairs have survived the test of many generations,
and a million sleepless nights. They come in fine
wood, soft supple upholstery and even woven and
painted. Yet, they all, each and every one of them,
find a way into someone's memory, a plesant moment
of the past, and a safe refuge for the future.
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