The sofa stands by the window's glow, The coffee table below holds books in a row. The armchair sits with a cozy embrace, The bookshelf waits, a quiet place. The dining table holds meals so bright, The chairs surround it, both left and right. The bedframe strong, the mattress soft, The nightstand’s lamp glows bright aloft. The wardrobe’s door swings open wide, The dresser drawers where clothes reside. The mirror’s frame reflects the day, The rug beneath feels soft to stay. Tripsteps makes it easy to know, From furniture names to how they flow. Each piece I see, each word I learn, Through every rhyme, the meaning I earn. The kitchen counter with a polished shine, The bar stools stand in a perfect line. The curtains frame the window's grace, Furniture brings warmth to the space.