What secrets do you know?
Through the years, souls you have borne,
the young couple soon to be wed,
upon your lap, joyful children after a day of hide and seek,
a mourning widow who lost the love of her life.
Comfort and consolation that has worn you down.
Cane slats weathered by tears,
torn by the to and fro motion
of a mother rocking her child.
Banished to the meadow,
abandoned by mortals.
Once cloaked in vibrant browns
now muted, faded by loneliness.
Rays of light upon the empty seat,
do you desire rebirth,
to become more than a repository
for a crystal vase of roses.
I really loved this poem Cindy. It is full of memories and emotions, lol. The words "faded by loneliness" and "the empty seat" especially touched my heart..as they reminded me of a song my mother used to sing called "sitting alone in an old rocking chair." Excellent write.
Oh Sylvia this was such a touching piece. I have thought of writing along the same subject but never could pen something that fit. You have done an outstanding job on this and brought to life memories of my childhood and young adulthood. Thanks.