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 Life’s View from My Recliner

The chair Mom rocked me in when I was a baby,
and when I wasn’t ready for her to stop.

The chair from which Grandma would flash that playful grin at me,
holding out the adorable ceramic kitten she would let me hold,
as long as I was in her lap. (That kitten is now mine.)

Decorative pillows Deanna brought home from Nepal for me
that now enjoy both my mom’s and my grandma’s touch.

The Tiffany-style lamp Dad turned from gas to electric,
and that now throws rainbows across my floor and onto my walls

and that sits atop the chess table he made
and the box that holds the wooden chess pieces.

The African violets started by my father-in-law. 
They received the best upbringing, as he stroked and spoke to them.

Large windows that let in sun’s cheer, even as the scenes change
outside them.  Visitors that grace those scenes …

colorful, talkative birds; various kinds of squirrels; chipmunks; deer;
delivery trucks that had halted during the pandemic;

moms and dads and grandparents pushing strollers or walking dogs;
children riding bikes;
the love of my life cleaning the gutters before tonight’s expected storm.

© Marie Elena Good 2025

Robert Lee Brewer’s April 2025 PAD
Day 2 prompt: From where I sit