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Oh, most precious were the hours we shared But
they are now gone, and I can no longer benefit from
their experience, but in the eyes of my heart and
mind, they still sit so stately at my window. It was as
if they waited for me each morning, and I longed to be
cushioned and folded into their strong arms. I cannot
forget their appearance and how they so warmly
embraced and fitted me like a glove.

With Bible in lap and coffee in hand,
I would sit there in the early mornings.
Erect and stately, were two blue chairs
That faced each other with a lamp and table
In between. They were very comfortable,
Embracing, and firm.

One blue chair looked to the west.
The other blue chair faced the east.
I sat in the east-facing chair each
Morning and watched the sunrise. 

Coffee, Bible, prayer, and two blue chairs.
The coffee, prayer, and Bible remain strong,
But the two blue chairs are gone now, and 2000
Miles separates us. Still in the family and given
To our son, but I'm missing my two blue chairs.

Oh, there will be other chairs to replace my two
Blue chairs, and I pray that they will serve me
Similarly. For a season, those two blue chairs
Were a God-send to me.

Oh, how I bless the joy and inspiration
That I received while sitting in them,
Especially the east-facing one that
So eagerly shared the rising sun
With me on many early mornings.

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