The rocking chair was a place to sit, to dream, to open the pages of my inner happy memory album.
The rocking chair had been a family favourite for generations, each of us recalling it as a beloved childhood place to play.
The rocking chair of perfectly curved wood sat so elegantly, absorbing the sunny rays until it felt quite warm to the touch.
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