~Object 32~ A Piece of Lumber

The possibilities are limitless for this simple piece of wood...

It could be a table, where a new wife blushes as her husband enthusiastically exclaims that 

the meal was perfect.  

It could be an office chair, where he was sitting when she told him the wonderful news.

It could be a crib, where a baby is sung to sleep by a tired mother.  

It could be a seesaw, where a five year old mischief maker laughs as she rises and falls again and again.  

It could be a barn, where a girl watches horses and dreams as she strokes their velvet noses.  

It could be an arena, where the girl wins her first trophy.  

It could be a porch, where a girl works on the last of her school-ever.

It could be a stage, where the girl wears a cap and gown and gives a speech.

It could be a desk, where she writes her dreams.

It could be a bed, where she curls up with a good book and coffee.

It could be a couch, where she sits talking with him.

It could be a bench, where they walk to now and then.

It could be a bridge, where he bends to one knee.

It could be a picnic table, where they make their plans.

It could be an arbor, where they stand as they say, 'I do."

It could be a table, where a new wife blushes as her husband enthusiastically exclaims that 

the meal was perfect.  

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Over and out,

~Emily