the living room

it's a lawn of blue carpet.
a sturdy couch, blue too,
but darker,
penny's perhaps, those
drapes, flowered
and pulled back
to greet the morning
off the apartment patio.
the t.v. where it should
be, front and center
against the wide wall.
a table to either side
with a jar lamp
to hold the electric light.
pictures of grandchildren,
who haven't been that
small in years.
the coffee table, for
legs, for cups,
for a flowered center
piece that will never
die. it is the way
they like it, Francine
and Wallace,
and will be this way
when ten years
or more go by.