A THIRD HAND COUCH
What is in everyone’s living room?
Couch, sofa, divan or at least
Something to sit upon.
We had wedding rings and silverware
and a rented maroon something
which belonged to Aunt Helen.
Father talked old Harry Hal
out of a salvageable relic
just for the fun of the bargain.
Dirty, torn and uninviting
With stuffing reaching out of horsehair
Yet for 20 bucks it was his gift.
Second hand stores hold mysteries
Unbeknownst to most who
shy from pursuing a treasure.
Suddenly beside the wedding ring
and the silverware
We had a someday couch or sofa.
The antique relic meanwhile
fermented further in the dark
enclave of the in law garage.
The tack man came with bolts of
Green velvet and transformed
the orphan with magic. And reborn,
the foundling proudly lived again
in another living room where
it took pride of place.
One day, green velvet faded and
looking a bit shabby, it knocked on the door
of the wedding ring and silverware.
The tack man came again with bolts
of color for figureheads of polished wood.
Where is the next someone who has
Wedding rings and silverware but
nothing to sit upon?