Cheers for Chairs

A chair is a sad thing when it’s all alone.
Waiting so patiently ‘till you come home.
It remembers a time when it had its roots
buried deep in the soil near its mother.
When it swayed as it played in the woods,
where it stayed, with its father and sisters and brothers.

For a chair to be happy, for a chair to feel close,
It needs the warmth of your body.
It has to have feelings much stronger than most
to act as a resting place, act as a host.
And anticipate what is soon to come,
With the frequent arrival of that special bum

Your chair will glow, you can feel it relax
when you slumber on lumber and put your head back.
Just throw your coat on its shoulders
and place your bum on its seat.
Put your hands on its arms, enjoy all its charms
and hear its soft sigh as you put up your feet.



Dan Blix