Summer music stilled
Fragrant breezes play no more
Patio stones cold
People gone inside
Chairs wait for another year
Stacked against the fence
Summer music stilled
Fragrant breezes play no more
Patio stones cold
People gone inside
Chairs wait for another year
Stacked against the fence
 | poetrybyheart.me@poe… on Same old problem |
 | Pleasant Street on Same old problem |
| poetrybyheart.me@poe… on MY FOREVER HOME |
| poetrybyheart.me@poe… on Same old problem |
| Pleasant Street on Same old problem |
poetrybyheart.me 
Chair #1: Finally we get to take a break.
Chair #2: Let’s hope they return lighter.
Chair #1: I know what you mean. When they sit, my joints creak.
Chair #2: Keep it down will you, or we’ll end up as fuel for the fireplace.
Love your conversation between the chairs! I can just imagine it.
Lovely❤️ I can see it, smell and feel it
Wonderful! Welcome to my backyard.