Grandmother and I are sitting on the big chair, rocking. We rock back and forth, and back and forth. Other people have laps for sitting on and backs for riding on. But when you have a cold or lighting is coming, nothing feels quite as right as rocking on Grandmother's lap, listening to the little tunes that she hums.
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