Rocking | Poetry

  • Tue Oct 8th, 2019 1:30am
  • Life

by Colleen James

I loved rocking my baby to sleep

I’m crazy for rock and roll

And when I rock an outfit

It’s sugar for my soul

As long as my loves are by my side

And the rock beat remains steady

That rocking chair can stay in the corner

I’ll let you know if I’m ever ready