My Red Chair

MY RED CHAIR By Leonard Kleeman I took a hard fall just the other day and broke three ribs to my great dismay. The pain is deep and very hard to take. I can't even lie down, if just for Pete's sake. But I was saved by chance, you see for in my bedroom there's a chair just for me. It's a bright red color and a recliner too and it's very comfortable for me or for you. At night for my comfort it becomes my bed. I even cover myself with a blanket that's red. I'm in front of the TV and control all the light So I can sit and watch shows all through the night. But that's not the purpose of my lovely red chair. I just can't sleep in bed with my ribs to repair. When I lie on either side the pain is severe so I have to sit on my rear in my dandy red chair. I stretch myself out and tuck myself in and pull the blanket way up to my chin. My red chair protects me with arms on each side So I don't spill over or go for a ride. After a few days I got used to the red chair. I felt so comfortable and was glad it was there. Now I have to get better to get back in the bed And when I do, I will dearly miss all that red. But my beautiful red chair and I just won't part I'll keep it right next to the bed and my heart For without that red chair what would I do If I need it again for me or for you?