It was an odd looking chair.
I had forgotten how cold and uncomfortable it was.
It looked out of place in the room remodeled for joy.
Dust had settled on the arms, so I wiped it away.
Last night I sat on the other side of happy.
About Me
- Stephanie D
- I'm a Recovering Drama Queen. I got tired of the same old lines.
I love your poetry!!
ReplyDeleteThat makes me happy, thank you.
DeleteSometimes we all need to sit there to appreciate and remember how happy (and lucky) we are. (((HUGS)))
ReplyDeleteAnd sometimes we sit there because in that moment there's no place else to sit. :(
DeleteMy chair is quite comfortable, but it will be even better when Elvis Aaron Schwarz sits in the chair next to it.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janieola
Janieola, I have no doubt! Have fun!
DeleteAn interesting metaphor at work here. Nicely written.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Stephen.
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