I walk past it Everyday. Stately, silent, still. Waiting. Fourteen chairs, Four leaves, A table for three generations. Waiting. Waiting as I wait, For this to be over. For this to be done. For family to gather round it again.
I walk past it Everyday. Stately, silent, still. Waiting. Fourteen chairs, Four leaves, A table for three generations. Waiting. Waiting as I wait, For this to be over. For this to be done. For family to gather round it again.
So powerful and sadly, so true!
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The whole Covid mess is sad. Looking forward to a happier summer 🙂
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Ugh, yeah. This paints a powerful picture with so few words.
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Thank you 🙂
Something we can all relate to now 😦
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I agree
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