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Chair for my mother



I remember a long time ago

my mother asked for a chair

that transforms into a recliner

when she got sick

she went to local sofa furniture store

every aspect of the chair was chosen

according to her specifications,

She had to wait a very long time

just to get it made

She had many other choices

cheaper, made faster and

just with a click of a button

its ready for her

but she wanted this specific one

She plugs it in and the chair transforms

When she got sick and legs are weak

that is where she sat, talk, play and sleep

She did everything on that chair

The one furniture that gave her comfort

in her time of greatest need.

She chose every aspect of that chair

Then asked me to gift it to her

She can get it herself

but she wants it to be a gift

She used it everyday since she received it

till the last days of her life

but it was too big for my Dad's house

It was too heavy to carry to travel

The style did not suit the rest of us

The one furniture that worked for her

The one furniture she chose, used everyday

and gave her comfort night and day

can be found in the trash bin.









 

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