"My favourite chair"

Do you know,

sitting on those garden chairs,

amidst flowers,

with laughter all around,

it felt like spring.

.

The chair in the last room,

on which I sat with a book,

while listening to music,

how do I forget it?

.

The purple one in the corner

witnessed my pensive mood.

.

Difficult to part with,

there were those 

broken and mended ones,

those we had to let go.

.

Stacked were the plastic chairs,

lighter in weight

that witnessed 

our conversations

in the garden,

already donated.

.

Those tiny cane chairs

placed in a niche,

were brought from the fair,

during early childhood.

.

Ah, right here,

in the now,

this cane chair,

on which I mostly sit,

to write my heart out,

or indulge in a conversation

over a cup of tea, 

in my balcony,

while witnessing different weathers,

is one of my favourite, 

giving me company.

-payalagarwal

TSL #NaPoWriMo2021 #Day18