This dining table is worn and scratched,

I don’t want it anymore;

the wood is chipped, chairs don’t match,

like the one at the furniture store.

There it was, that modern shine,

so beautiful and new;

I found it so much better than mine,

that table was on sale, too!

“Remember all those family games?”

I heard my daughter say;

“A new one just won’t be the same,

I like our family table this way.”

Holiday meals, assembling toys,

the science projects for class;

all the memories that gave us joy,

those years, they flew so fast.

All of these our table holds,

that I just can’t leave behind;

and even though our table is old,

there isn’t one better than mine.