No-nonsense chair, it solidly graces br The kitchen-hearth corner, cushioned, prepared br For heavy or lightweight to try pacing br It's movement of hypnotic rock, shared br By centuries now of differing sized hands. br br It glows with polish, asthmatically groans br When abused, but some carpenter planned br This object of strength. Time-capsule, honed br By soothed memory, embedded there by br Stories unfolded while rocking. Moments br Soporificly sped. Plans quietly vyed br With family security and found pent br Up in this chair. Stroke it and feel vibrant br Lives striving for betterment, realized br Hopes all float here in distressed wood, dyed br In somnolent rhythm so greatly prized.