He bent his legs and brought them to his breast <br />He sat with folded arms around his legs <br />In foetal style remembering how blessed <br />He was with Fortune's best and not her dregs <br /> <br />He rocked his body slowly to and fro <br />His fragile mind remembered happy times <br />Ah but that was a long, long time ago <br />And now he sits and rocks and sadly pines <br /> <br />He quickens rocking, rocking to and fro <br />And sobs escape his mouth to surf the air <br />Remembering how happiness would flow <br />He rocks as if he were a rocking chair <br /> <br />He rocks to comfort body soul and mind <br />And grieves for lives and loves he left behind<br /><br />Elia Michael<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/like-a-rocking-chair/
