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The rocking chair Ever since I can remember and before that, we had an old rocking chair. Made of wood of course. Two tone brown, the seat and back were a little lighter in color than the rest of the chair. It seemed to sit in the corner of the front room. Not always in the same corner, but always in a corner none the less. Momma said she used to rock us in it when we were fussy. The odd thing about it was every so often it used to rock all by itself. Not every day but once in a blue moon. Nothing caused it to move, it would just move. The chair could be empty or have a piece of clothing on the back or something on the seat and for some reason, night or day, it would slowly start rocking. No one paid any attention to it except to maybe to say "it's at it again" and then they just went on about doing what they were doing. It might rock for a moment or two or go on for hours. I did ask my mother about it once, but all she said was "it came that way". I have no idea where it is now, but that chair was still in a corner of the room when I left home and some times it would still rock by itself. |
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Hi dinty, It could be due to a draught or a "visitor." Lee Live today as if it is your last For tomorrow will soon be in the past
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1/26/2014 10:41 am |
All that residual energy from mothers rocking their babies. Spiritwoman ^i^
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Wow! That is an unusual story, dinty. Makes you wonder what the history of the chair was. Alfie...
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