February 8, 2016
It was just an old rocking chair
sitting in my grandmother’s house
when my parents first got married.
It was black,
sat in the corner,
and nobody ever used it.
My mother was dusting there one day
and discovered layers
and layers of wax build up.
Mom cleaned the chair,
then dad noticed
that the seat was falling apart
and rebuilt the chair with a new seat.
They are gone now.
The chair is mine.
I recently added quilts,
pillows, and teddy bears
that I’ve made.
The chair is nothing special
but when I sit in it,
it’s a family reunion!
By Martha L Shaw ©2-8-2016
January 25, 2016
I am a writer because I follow the Light and seek to reflect it. – Martha L Shaw
September 12, 2015
Baking, raking, or just mischief making?
October 15, 2014
RLS has been a favorite of mine since I was a little girl holding my first of his books, a Little Golden Book my Mom got for me. She and I quoted those sweet verses all the time. He is how I discovered poetry at the age of 3 and why I love it . . . and why I have been a writer and poet since I could hold a pencil. He said:
Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant. – Robert Louis Stevenson –