An
old rocking chair sat in silence
As
winter waits on spring –
The
morning fog slowly rolls in
As
the birds begin to sing . . .
There
is something about a dawn
Maybe
it’s when the world is quiet –
The
flowers drink sweet dew,
And
all our troubles are out of sight!
Here
we can sit and ponder life,
And
try to figure out its purpose –
But
if you notice time doesn’t wait,
And
there is more to life than us!
An
old rocking chair sat in silence,
But
life is more than circumstance!
Thomas
Theophilus© May 24, 2025
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