If Tables Talked
If Tables Talked
By: Tom Wright
2/4/99
You say It's only a wooden table.
While in a sense , that's true,
yet it possesses character and warmth
much like unto It's previous owners.
I should think that as we dust and polish this table
our thoughts will return to Mr. & Mrs. Groninger
and the good times we've shared.
Maybe in our imaginations we'll contemplate conversations,
phone and otherwise, this table has been privy to hear.
Maybe with eyes closed we'll visualize once more
those Chocolates or Dinner Mints that occasionally sat atop,
and that certain visiting Gal who couldn't resist the temptation.....
often having one for the road.
It might tell of a family Bible that rested there,
or years of embracing the pictures of Great Grand Children,
or even the hand crocheted doily and It's crafter.
By chance would it boast of Christmas cards from friends and loved ones
it held during the Holiday Season before being hung?
So, how can you say that this is just a table?
Deeply embedded within It's grain lie memories.
Memories, of two endearing friends and of wonderful times.
It's only commonalty with other tables?
That in It's former state, all were God's trees.
Oh, if tables could talk, what stories it could tell.
But we all know tables can't talk -- so we imagine.
We feel so honored, in that, of all the places it could have gone
you sent it home with us.
Thank you "Mr. G." and Katrina
and God Bless.
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