Magic Chair

Sunlight through the window, lighting on my hair,
I am basking in the magic of the comfy magic chair.
This is where the sounds of stress relax and I can rest,
Sinking into naptime in the comfort of this nest;
Where music floats into my mind and hums into my ear,
Where all the theres can fade away and I am glad I’m here.
Time may stop, or maybe not, I only smile and sleep,
With dreams a-flowing ‘fore my eyes refreshing, cool, and deep.
This is where I drift along and wash away my cares,
Basking in the magic of the comfy magic chair.

Nov 13, 2008