Sideboard Sonnet
Oh, faithful four-legg’d friend, mahogany brown,
That stand beside my armchair day and night,
And never let my doilies be cast down,
Supporting my ashtray and reading-light.
Thy beauty this day is not as before,
When once you were presented blemish-free;
Still, with all teacup rings and chips galore,
You are as always truly dear to me.
The sun has left its mark upon your skin,
His warmth from my front window streak’d your back,
But though the aged plywood swells within,
In your veneer I notice not a crack.
Until you fall apart, I shall have pride
to keep you here at favourite corner-side.
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