Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Old friends

  Old friends
One best for sitting under, One made to rest upon
Both are ancient maple
Who've sung such different songs

Now in the twilight
of their lives, so different
yet so bound

They share a kinship
side by side
in days beneath the clouds

The old tree welcomes company
Upon his friend the chair
The chair is thrilled he's useful still
Now out in open air

At first it seemed to many "odd"
to see these two together
they fretted chair would wear away
due to inclement weather

I held my ground, for chair, for tree
for unconventionality
and oft I sit
on chair
'neath tree

(I'm third to share
their reverie)
*Image and text copyright FIDF*


BumbleBeeLane said...

I love old weathered wood too.Perfect

TheCrankyCrow said...

They belong so well together. Wonderful words my friend.... Robin