I have special pieces like that, too!
I have nothing that I drag around with me... except Mec and Max and I'm not sure they count ;)
I have no attachment to furniture as most of ours is so cheap that it falls to pieces every time we move home. I do have special places and objects though, so I understand the sentiment well.
Perhaps you will have an antique one day!
And I thought this was going to be dedicated to Hubby!
I admire people who acknowledge the importance of anything living or non-living.
you made me smile, sugar! i was totally caught off guard by the object of your affection... nicely done. xoxoxoxo
Who would have thought to make a poem of a chest of drawers. Very original and cute! :)
This was very cute. Furniture do have lots of memories.
I had an old chest of drawers, eight of them in two rows. I loved it, but I gave it up when we moved here, since it was patched and falling apart, and had been moved with me many times. I thought I would miss it a lot, but I only think of it now and then, like now...
Love your poems. I can't believe what you call your husband though! :). Seriously, I just realized what chest of drawers means. I mean it's obvious of course, but I've never thought about it. It's a chest full of drawers. Cheers,Casey
what a creative way to describe a piece of furniture!
Had me going there for a minute! Like it.
I liked this, but I did think you were talking about hubby. very nice. take care....I used to want to move every spring, but I got that out of my system. yeah. hugs.
I really, really want a new dresser.
Moved with you 12 times? That's a lot, regardless of what you're talking about.
I get misty-eyed when I think about my night stand... especially when I walk into it on my way to the bathroom at 3:00 AM, painfully jamming my leg into it.
smiles. i have a papasan chair that i rather like...lol.
First I thought it was your husband, then I thought it was his guitar!
An ode to a piece of furniture you love.... I like it. :)
Love it! I can't think of a single piece of furniture that's followed me for 12 moves. It must be special. Thanks for sharing.
Some things are so special aren't they? I have a 40s waterfall dresser and vanity that I just love. I don't plan on moving them though. I moved into my house when I married and fully intend to die there. God Lord willin'.
I love this!! I thought you were talking about your husband:)
Hi! Thanks for stopping by my blog. You congratulated me for POTW... What is that? And who declared me the winner? Sorry to sound out of the loop about this, but I amDi
I get very attached to bits of furniture. Nothing is of very great value. Just familiar objects.Maggie XNuts in May
what?And I thought 'Ah', she still loves him and shares a bedroom with him after all this time.And it's a chest of drawers!
I love this one!! Isn't it funny what we get attached to? I lost most everything I loved...funiture wise during and after my divorce..but there are a couple of little things I have been able to hang on to...one is a bitsy bear that hangs onto things..I have had him since I was 21. How many moves..wow uhmmmm 15 maybe! Wow!Wonderful post hon!Hugs to you:)
I have a very old vanity dresser which I use to do my make up. It has been in my family for years. I love it so I know how you feel about your chest of drawers...Hugs
Aww, what a sweet ode to a piece of furniture that has served you well.
Love the sparkling photo.
I love it! I can picture the pecan/mahogany tones. There's something so special about a solid piece of furniture, especially one that travels with us over the years. It's so good to get back and see you again, Technobabe!
I too, thought this was about your hubby :-)Well done,xo
And you say I'm an 'interesting individual'?! :)I love, LOVE this poem. I'm sentimental, and even name certain pieces of furniture, appliances, blankets and our cars.So I totally get this. When something works hard for you, and is part of your daily life, it's part of the family.That said, I've never written a poem for any of my furniture...but you may have inspired me.Love,Lola
We just inherited my mother-in-law's bedroom furniture. I imagine she had felt the same way about it. :)
Oh, you are rotten. I did NOT think this was about a piece of furniture, at first! And yet, they can sometimes become dear through their beauty, utility and simple familiarity. Sweet.
It might be trendy to downsize, but I also have favorite household items that are like old friends. Great tribute to favorite furniture. Friends of mine have named their cars Fred and Ethel. I haven't named my furniture, but I call a GPS "Airhead".
I love this! An ode to a chest of drawers! You know, I could write something similar, my own bureau having been with me since childhood. Truly, this resonates with me.
That was really beautiful!
I love the photo with the twinkling lights. I laughed at the poem as the object of your affection was revealed.
This is so cool!
Perfect! I love this!!! So much memory in a favorite piece of furniture...If it could only talk, what stories would it tell! You are so creative...it is always pure pleasure to read your poetry! ~Janine XO
I loved this. I have a few pieces that have been with me every step of the way since I left home and every nick and scratch has a tale to tell.
Great to you meet your blog ;)
hmmm, i don't have anything like that, only maybe the old clock, that my mom brought me one day, it's tick tack the same as i remember of peaceful days spend at my grandparents.lovely post.
Amen to the old bureau, sister. I have a few of them too.
Ah, I have some furniture I am grateful to like that.(I call them dressers, by the way.)
That is a great way of describing it. At first I though it was about your hubby!
Oh, YES! I have a love affair with many of our pieces, and my 'pets' are the ones that we picked up at second-hand shops. Battered, bruised, and perfectly imperfect. A big, beefy teak coffee table with an intricate carved design on the border, all scratched and marred with history. An old chest of drawers that now sits in our front hall and holds our grandson's clothes. Steamer trunks, an old secretary, a bachelor's chest, a pie safe, oak dressers with curved designs (that beautiful old slow-growth oak, not the new quick-grow oak with the big grain) and my most favorite is a big old kitchen sink. All my old treasures.One man's trash can is this woman's paradise!Great post!
I feel the same way about my parents dining room set. Nice poem!
Marriage is often unreliable, but a good piece of furniture is forever.
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