Everyone has their own way of relaxing and gaining perspective: meditating, listening to music, or sitting in a favorite chair with a cup of tea. Sometimes you just need to sit and ponder life’s questions and forget about the daily routine. Today’s poem is for all of us who need to stop and think, tables included.
Table That Thought
once upon a time
there was a table
that suddenly
began to think
this was unusual,
in the table’s experience
it could not recall
any previous occurrences
but then,
(thought the table)
being so new (or so it appeared)
to thinking
there was probably a lot it didn’t know
maybe once a day, every day
(like clockwork)
it forgot everything
every single thing
and maybe that had just happened to it
the table was quite philosophical
for a brand-new thinker
and also for a table