My Kitchen Table


I know you’ve seen one like it.

The old oak pedestal table, ca. 1930?

Ours belonged to Tim’s

loving grandparents,

Clara and Eddie.

It has four matching chairs

with faux leather cushions,

ca. 1970.

While not my favorite era antique,

I love that table.

First, it belonged to dear people.

It reminds me of the country,

small towns, old-fashioned ways.

It reminds me of my own

grandparents, great aunts & great uncles.

It feels likes a living organism.

It breathes, hears, understands.

It knows families,

and good southern cooking.

Fresh vegetables from the garden,

and roast beef  on Sunday.

Sweet tea and hot summers.

Tenderness, longing,


It isn’t part of a collection

of antiques.

It’s part of our lives.


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