Thank you so much Papa for the beautiful rocking chair.
I know how much went into it, all the hard work and the care.
Every detail was thought out, from the color of the stain to the shiny plaque.
All the hours you spent making sure it would support my teeny tiny little back.
It’s much more than just some wood and some screws to me.
It is a symbol of your kindness and all your love you see.
Now every time I sit in my chair to relax or read a book.
I will remember how much time and care this gift truly took.
This chair is something I will keep for all the days of my life.
Something I will be honored to give to my children when I have a wife.
I will tell them of their great, great grandpa and the wonderful life he lead.
How you always had a story to be told or something funny to be said.
I love you so much Papa and I really thank you so.
I appreciate my rocking chair more than you will ever know.
(This poem was written as a gift to my Grandpa Gene when he made a rocking chair for my son Boston)
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