A chair my own size…

      I’ve often thought --
here, where table tops fit clean over my head
and the door knobs are so very very much out of reach--

I’ve often thought,
and I’ve often wished for a chair.
A chair just my size:
right height for my legs,
right width for my girth. 

A place to eat snacks while swinging my feet
Ahh, to enjoy a good book
from my very own seat!

A place for my behind to rest while I’m writing,
so I wouldn’t be so late with my
first-birthday-thank-you-note-sending!

Yes, it would please me so,
I’ve often thought
to have a chair just like this,
in my very own spot!

And this one surely would fit,
if only I could stop ending up
with my rump on the floor when I sit!