I could not get to sleep,
I could not sleep, boo-hoo-hoo.
I could not get to sleep
so after night number two
I went to extremes
I dug out my old rocking chair
from storage in the extra room
I kinda keep old clothes there.
I pulled it out
to the middle of the living room
and wrapped up in blankets
hoping sleep would come soon.
it’s a rather old chair
rocking away my care.
am I asleep yet?
still awake I fret.
I pray my soul to keep
if I ever fall….
© 2013 ck’s days
7 thoughts on “Why Certain Chairs, uh, Rock”
In the Caribbean, that’s why there are so many Hammocks 😀
Ah, lovely! Here in the Rocky Mtn desert we don’t have a lot of trees – sagebrush yes, trees no. It would be kind of hard to tie hammocks from sagebrush 🙂 Plus, we only have 3 months of pleasant outdoor weather a year. Guess I’ll have to stick with rocking chairs 😉
I just tried imagining someone tying a hammock to a sagebrush…. maybe a scene from a Mel Brooks movie 😀
There are actually some (maybe more than I think) houses that have those hammock’s tied inside 🙂 Rocking chairs are the standard though… we have two in our house… well, one outside (on the porch) and one inside 🙂
When I think of hammocks I think of lazy summer days…until my friend flips me and I end up on the ground trying to catch my breath 🙂
A rocking chair on a porch? That’s what every home needs!
This sounds like one of my bad nights! I have a rocking chair too, but it’s in the bedroom and the computer is in the living room. The computer wins, I prefer to be lulled into sleep by something or other on there. Although sometimes it actually keeps me awake – that’s when the rocking chair comes in handy! 😀
This was a rather stressful week and it passed. I’m doing better now.
I can’t watch tv or use the computer at night or I’ll never get to sleep. Just a couple of days ago I put my phone on do not disturb between 10pm-7am because I received an email at 11 and I stayed up till after 2! So, no more. I’m trying to power down at 9:00 so that I can fall asleep quicker. Once I’m asleep I’m okay – it’s just getting there sometimes…