One afternoon I was
Sitting in my house
Flipping channels on
On the TV, bored and
Wondering what else
There could be to life.
Then a force pulled
Me from my chair
And out the front
Door. I stood in the
Middle of the yard
And rose up slowly,
Over the tops of the
Houses and found I
Could go anywhere
I wanted to go–
Freedom!
Tag: chair
The Chair
The chair sits in the corner of
Of the room, empty, and no
One has sat in it for quite a
While. Since you left me I don’t
Let anybody else sit in it. It hurts
To even look at it and brings back
Painful memories. What keeps me
Going is the hope you will come
Back to me someday.