A coffee table, a simple piece,
To hold our cups, to rest our feet.
But oh, the joy it can impart,
When chosen well, with care and heart.
I read a review of one today,
A table meant to steal the day.
It spoke of wood, of strength and grace,
Of sleek design and perfect space.
The reviewer praised its sturdy frame,
Its smooth top, its elegant name.
And as I read, I felt a spark,
A longing for that coffee ark.
To gather round with friends and kin,
To share our stories, let love begin.
To feel the warmth of morning sun,
To sip our brew, to laugh and fun.
Oh coffee table, how you inspire,
A sense of home, a cozy fire.
A place to pause, to slow and breathe,
To find our peace, to believe.
So thank you, reviewer, for your words,
For showing me what grace affords.
I’ll seek that table out one day,
And toast to you, in its sweet sway.