Old friends

Sometimes

  Old friends

Find

Each

Other

 

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)
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