The Old Sofa and the Fly On the Wall

That furniture at Grandma’s house has never had a; Behind, sit down directly on it- The plastic had duct tape overtop Where something sharp had pierced a hole This sofa, that had lasted 30 years… unscathed. The sofa also had another decorative cover with Big crazy flowers over top of the plastic. That furniture had a story to tell and secrets to keep. That old sofa told the walls to hush, and to never mind the Shadows it had seen moving methodically, as the street lights Beamed in, while the household was asleep. The old sofa whispered to the floors to stop creaking, as we Tipped-toed back n forth to the fridge, drinking up the Kool-Aid in the sweltering summer heat, A quiet breeze swept gently through the open window; To help Induced Grandma’s sleep. Somehow a fly managed to get through some small tear in the screen. The fly was the only living witness, As to what went on that night. Those were the kind of nights, that babies were made. Sunday morning: Too sleepy for church, Curls sweated out and "edges nappy" once again. Years later after the plastic was hard, yellow, And the flowers were faded. The once bright fabric had been Given in to the years of washing. We gathered around in the small living room at Grandma’s house Sharing stories of how we were not Allowed to sit directly on the sofa: And reminiscing, of making tents on the Floor as we watched scary movies On the television. After Grandma’s memorial service, and all the Aunts uncles and cousins had left. I kept that old beat up looking sofa, Took it to my house, and ripped the plastic off it. To my surprise the sofa now an heirloom Looked spanking brand new… I said to myself “If Grandma only knew”. As I was fluffing up the pillows and clearing out the Coins and other debris; I noticed an old polaroid Photo lost in the crevice of the sofa; There it was the lost picture of me And my prom date, now husband. All these years we had wondered Whatever happened to our prom picture. Well, that day for the first time, I sat on that sofa without cover or plastic. I stared at the picture for a while: Oh my, I remembered; We had gone out to have burgers, Paid for our prom pictures, And went to the after party; Came straight to my house afterward, As there was no money left for motel… Excited to share this discovery, I Waited for my husband to come home…and said, “Honey look what I found” ... The happy amazement on his face, priceless! We laughed and said teasingly ... “Let us be thankful for this sofa That has kept our secret so well” (chuckle) We made love again as we had on that blissful night; Only this time the sofa could breathe – After which, we laughed hard, remembering How we had decided that, the nosy fly {knew too much, and had to die}!