A Tribute To The Chair
By Chitrangada Sharan
All through the day, and night,
You are always there in sight,
Standing firmly at your place,
With never ending grace,
To provide soothe, and comfort,
Without showing any effort,
To relax the tired legs, and feet,
And it’s a complete treat,
Many times on a busy day,
To feel reassured, you are there.
The humble chair listens,
The many tales, that’s shared,
By the people, who seat there,
Men or women, young or old,
The chair doesn’t discriminate,
Between rich or poor,
People confide on the seat,
Thinking, no one could hear,
But the modest chair listens,
As well as hides their fears,
And handles them with care,
Thank the chair, for always being there.
Copyright © by the owner.
