To a new sofa
Thick cushions under my rump
Make me relax , thankful when I come home
From a stressful day of work and chaos.
You comfort my shape, supporting and warming,
Taking the pace of a twenty-year veteran
Who has served well from home to home.
A nod to the sleeper and off to the Goodwill
With hardly a second thought as I stretch
My full length along the new microfiber upholstery.
Thank you, old friend, and welcome home, new Natuzzi.
-- Wenatchee, Wash.
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I too have a Natuzzi. Touché,Loganite.
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