Rocking Chair

Rocking Chair
Rocking chair, rocking chair
How do you do
You rock me and rest me
Relaxing me too,
Your runners relieve me
With their just perfect curve
Their motion, like lotion
Renewing my vim, reviving my verve,
Soft, suave, and smooth
To appease and to soothe
The absolute apex of beguiling calm
A light lullaby to comfort and calm,
Rocking chair, rocking chair
As we undulate to and fro
The tranquility factor
Well … it just seems to flow!

D.C. Butterfield