HDR photo of an old chair taken at the closed Mansfield Reformatory in Mansfield, OH. I love the subtle colors and the play of light and shadow on this photograph.
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Alone in the corner,
Pale, pink and bare
sat old Miss Mary's chair.
Long had it cradled her
as the many decades passed.
Be it knitting, reading,
or even eating curds & whey,
it was her comfortable
space to just sit.
It is now empty for
Mary Muffet is gone.
The spiders no longer
frightened and swept away,
begin to weave cobwebs
as the dust settles.
The young couple so much in love, that had purchased him for their newlywed home. Their passion and happiness, in the beginning, had filled him with pride and joy.
The children that came later, to climb over him and play games like hide and seek, giggling as they hid behind.
The stories told to toddlers in laps.
The caresses given in love and companionship.
The quiet afternoons in font of the fire, with one or another relaxing upon him with a good book.
The comfort given as she sat and cried, curled up, lamenting the loss of her beloved.
The endless nights knitting for the grandchildren.
The glorious return of childhood when those grandchildren would visit.
The final days, when she became sick and spent so much time within his cushion.
In the end, all he had were the memories, and they were all he needed.
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