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Pink Chair
April 6, 2015
Beautiful pink chair.
Who's sitting there and waiting for me?
She calls me,
I can't stop walking to her.
I just forget my problems.
I just know I'm going to rest on that pink chair.
At night that pink chair waits alone in the nook
but is accompanied by the moonlight.
While the moon is her companion
they chat all night.
Her skin is soft,
as cushioned as a sheep
and feels like a warm hug.
Every day I see her
feet and skin growing old,
and I just wonder
where to find someone like her.
She’s unique
like every flower in Spring.
© Alyssa B., Forest Hills, NY
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This poem is based on the vignette Four Skinny Trees from The House on Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros.