That Old Corner Chair

I composed this on March 9, 2010 after my father's death. 


That Old Corner Chair


 


Over in the corner sits that old chair


That you occupied with your own unique flair.


Days would pass while you silently sat there


Without a single worry… no, not a care


 


Some days it seemed too hard to bear


As you silently and stoically sat there.


Did you notice us?  Did you even care?


It just seemed that you were unaware.


 


So many moments did we share


Without one word...just a nod and a stare


Not much emotion was ever shown there


As you sat in that old corner chair


 


Now it seems cruel and unfair


Your presence will no longer be found here.


No longer will that curly “good” hair


Peak from beneath the caps you loved to wear.


 


With great sadness I admittedly declare


My heart has been very heavy with despair


Not knowing why you often sat there,


Without a word, in that old corner chair.


 


Then God’s Holy Spirit sweeps over me to share


Your purpose while you silently sat there.


Be assured God does triumphantly declare


Your loved one was always totally aware.


 


Yes, he sat in silence without showing a care


But you should not worry ... no don’t you despair,


With confidence did Johnny sit silently there


Knowing that his burdens I had promised to bear.


 


As you remember his days in that old chair,


Know that I gave him the strength to sit right there.


No grumble or discomfort did he once ever share


For he was entrusted to my loving care!


 


So in the future as my eyes rest on that old chair


I will always remember you sitting silently here.


And I promise that I won’t complain or despair


For I know I will see you again up there!


D'Anne Speaks