Behold the empty chair where you once sat
and read your books
and grumbled at the news
and spilt your tea
and swore at the cat 

The chair that still carries your form
in its lumpy cushions
where you dribbled
when you fell asleep
where you sheltered from my storms 

This is the chair where you consoled me
here you cradled babies
and coddled children
nd made up stories
while they dandled on your knee 

This is the chair that has to go
for with it’s stiff and empty arms
it does not hold me well









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