Rocking Rhythm - Miniature Rocking Chair
"Rocking Rhythm"
The old chair creaks, the night is still,
Fingers dance with quiet skill.
A tune drifts soft on moonlit air,
A melody beyond compare.
The chords hum low, the stars shine bright,
A song of peace, a soul’s delight.
With every strum, the world fades far,
Just me, my chair, and this guitar.
