In white folding chairs, we begin.
Parents pace, and wonder.
In chairs made of metal and plastic.
In folding chairs that hurt our backs
We grow, we see, we learn
In chairs that define our place
In white folding chairs we succeed
Mentors celebrate and rejoice
The chairs that lead to our future
In chairs with arms and deadlines
We work and prioritize our lives
Chairs that demand of our time
With White folding chairs, we dance
And bind our two young souls
The chairs that waltz around us
In chairs of Oak, we plead
We bargain from every angle
The chairs that we don’t own
In white folding chairs, we wait
I pace, and I wonder
About the chairs that you grace.
In chairs of Leather and hair
We reflect upon the years
Chairs that will embrace us
In white folding chairs, I watch,
The tears soak my lashes
The chairs that take you away
White folding chairs.
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