#Poem – “Comfy Chair”

Fingers and toes were long ago
Outnumbered by the times
I came home to find you in that
Comfy chair.

And just the times we turned it
Into “family bed” have gone
Into the dozens.

Now, each time I see you there —
In reality or in my mind’s eye —
I get the same sensation

In the warmest place at the
Center of my being:
As if my heart has been
Placed in its own
Comfy chair.

~ by Stan Stewart
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