The Chair

Oh lonely, sad and solemn chair

I know the reason behind your stare

You long for her, I’m aware.

Speak up of your pain, Declare

That life has been so unfair

When sorrow came out of nowhere,

With sadness filling the air

And your occupant no more there.

Oh Chair! I wish your loneliness I could spare.

Randah R. Hamadeh, 2012, Copyright©

Written in loving memory of my daughter

Samar Ahmed Al Ansari (4/4/1988-4/9/2006)