(poem written for and enclosed in the birthday card to my wife)
A Table
Standing in a room, stoic and strong
The grains move about like a well written song
Legs four always together and never bending
The top smooth and useful, ever extending
A grand host so many things to do
Place settings for family meals, especially cheese fondue
Clean and clear for Lego pieces piled up
Quiet for family to talk over a steaming cup
A piece of furniture, it holds an esteemed place
The centerpiece of the home, a symbol of grace
Not a spot to stash and store junk waiting to get rid of
But a gathering place for all to receive love, love, love
