Grandma's Table
How long has it been,
since you dressed me up,
using your mother's silver,
and all those fancy cups.
You stuck me in the shed,
seems like forever now,
and closed the door,
and then you never came around.
Then today,
you drug me out,
polished me until I shined,
and took me back in the house.
I guess you know now,
I was made very good,
I am solid oak,
a very pretty wood.
Now I am wearing,
grandma's lace,
I love those flowers,
in your favorite vase.
I'll be here ready,
when your company gets here,
How I love dressing up,
thank you dear.
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