The Chair

A lot's been said about poetry
And what it has to give
Your words can bring to life
An object that dosen't live

Take a chair, for example
What can really be said
It carries us when we're tired?
A recliner becomes our bed?

A chair is so much more than that
It's where we rock our kids
It sends them to their world of dreams
As it closes their heavy lids

It meets us on the porch each night
As we wait for the evening's breeze
It's where we cherish the autumn months
As we watch the changing leaves

It's something we can count on
An old and familar friend
It's where we count our blessings
As our day comes to an end

Poetry is what we feel inside
And the words we decide to use
It can even bring a chair to life
Just by the words we choose

on writing and wordswordsautumnrhyme

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