It’s more like that old sideboard in the corner supporting the wall.
It has a drawer for odd things like string, hooks, fuses and tape.
Another for old photos, pictures and things that have meaning.
It has solid feet and blocks to prevent it from leaning.
There’s a place underneath for your favourite shoes.
And a nook to store things you don’t want to lose.
There’s plenty of space for things you have been given.
That cake stand, decanter, teapot; things best kept hidden.
All the things you can’t use yet.
And the things you have shared since you first met.
There is room at the back for games, toys and prizes,
To amuse children of all shapes and sizes.
It’s not held together with clever catches and odd shaped screws.
It has dovetail joints stuck with care and old fashioned glue.
It’s solid and warm with coffee ring stains and edges that don’t catch.
It’s totally unique. No others to match.
It has a familiar bees wax smell,
And you know that it will serve you both well.
This thing is BIG.
It can take knocks and scrapes and the odd small explosion.
It can be mended and fixed with care and devotion.
You may decide to have it restored,
A coat of French polish and new liners for drawers.
Hopefully, an occasional rub down is all that’s required…..
You can cover it in chintz, velvet or paint.
It can be kitsch, cheesy, tasteful or quaint.
The point is that it’s your’s to change.
It doesn’t have to fit with the latest range.
It can be grand, outrageous, fun or tame,
Because it’s built on a hardwood frame.
This piece has no price tag. It’s not on a list and can’t be bought in a sale.
There’s no receipt, it can’t go back to the shop or be sold.
It doesn’t come in flat pack with a plan and some packing.
It may end up battered, tired and lacking.
But it’s yours. Yours alone. Don’t be tempted to chuck it into a skip,
Because fashion dictates that sideboards aren’t hip.