My Bottom is Glued to the Rocker


My Bottom is Glued to the Rocker

My bottom is glued to the rocker
I've been in it forever
Right breast, left breast, right again
Singing every song I ever knew
The little baby curls bouncing as we rock
Eyes closing, taking forever, only to bounce open
Should I try to stand and walk to the crib

Will I ever get out of the rocker
Left breast, right breast, left again
Singing, sighing, patting her bum
Rubbing her back, stroking her hair
Eyes closing, eyes opening, closing again

Will I ever get out of the rocker
Oh, how I wish I could go back in time
To have my bottom glued to the rocker
To linger, to savor, enjoy with no rush
Right breast, left breast, right again
No more; they're all grown
With rockers and babes of their own

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