Some days, she feels like the extra chair no one sits in, useful but only if someone remembers they need it. She stays quiet, still, waiting for the moment she is either chosen or forgotten again.
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This is such a beautifully tender and vulnerable piece, Kymber. Who among us hasn’t felt forgotten, not needed, insignificant, abandoned at some point? We’re human and it happens, even if it’s a fleeting moment. I hope this time off from WP is recuperative for you. 🥰
This is such a tender and poignant piece. 💔
The metaphor of the “extra chair” beautifully captures the quiet ache of feeling unseen, unchosen, or remembered only when needed
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Beautifully sad Kymber. I hope you are okay. I can relate to that chair some days myself. I’m sure many can. 🧡
The poem and the image both convey a deep sense of loneliness and longing. Well done, Kymber!
Your poem conveys the very essence of loneliness. Beautiful and sad at the same time!
I liked this
I have a chair like that, but no people. Interesting poem.
Sad subject, super poem. Kymber
It is a very lonely looking chair.
There is One who never forgets you, my friend. He is in Heaven and never sleeps; He watches you both night and day with love.😇
❤️&🙏, c.a.
This is such a beautifully tender and vulnerable piece, Kymber. Who among us hasn’t felt forgotten, not needed, insignificant, abandoned at some point? We’re human and it happens, even if it’s a fleeting moment. I hope this time off from WP is recuperative for you. 🥰
This is such a tender and poignant piece. 💔
The metaphor of the “extra chair” beautifully captures the quiet ache of feeling unseen, unchosen, or remembered only when needed