A Tribute to the Chair, a Poem
A Tribute To The Chair—My Poem
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 people who seat there,
Men or women, young or old,
It 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.
Can you imagine a World without chairs?
How easily we overlook the importance of our seating place?
Whether it‘s your living room sofa, your dining chair, your study chair, the easy armchair, where you love to sit cozily.
And not to forget that big chair in your nearby park, or garden.
How often in a single day, we take that seat, to relax, to ponder, to study, to think, and so on.
Can you imagine a World without any chairs?
What will happen to the tired, and the exhausted men, and women, old, and young, rich, or poor?
We will be left with tired legs and feet.
Yes, the humble chair does not discriminate between rich and poor.
It provides rest to everyone who takes the seat.
And it relaxes us physically as well as mentally.
How many times during a day, do you take a seat, to relax?
© 2018 Chitrangada Sharan