The Keeper

The Keeper

Safely tucked away,
the chair hangs
dusted with time.
Ghosts of cat paws rest
upon its worn lap.
Its frail back shudders
as a summer breeze
meanders through an open door
and tickles splintered legs.
Once a polished beauty
now a barn wall keeper
generations old,
sadly forgotten
by all but the spider
weaving her trap amidst
the dried up memories.

Thank you Janie Ruth!

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