Pillows

When I was little
And I'd sit on a chair
The metal bars
Would poke my back

I didn't want to put a pillow there
Despite everyone telling me to do so
Because I didn't see how it would help

Now I always put a pillow on that chair 
And it does help.
It does hurt less.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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