the coming night soon will stir
I sit quietly in my old red chair
with warm memories gathered ’round me
Old Red has comforted me for years
longer than many of my friends
dear loved ones I’ve been well to know
for those now gone beyond – a tender tear
my heart is full, my spirit calm, my life is sweet
I surrender to another year in fate’s embrace
wrapped in Old Red, I am grateful for my life
all I’ve been given, so very much for so very long
grateful for the sun that rose golden to warm this day
mountains that rise majestic, covered in old growth
the rivers, the lakes, the clear mountain streams
the beautiful nature of my Pacific Northwest
grateful for my wife and caring friends
for my precious children and grandchild
the miraculous moments of their birth
bittersweetness for the son I lost
would this evening’s reverie never end
but soon the lingering day will bow its head
as twilight fades I’ll watch this night descend
here in Old Red – grateful where my life has led
rob kistner © 2019
It is a vintage Donald Deskey art deco design.
It has provided comfort for four (4) generations.
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