A Chair Worth Remembering

A large, comfortable easy chair
From which one could take the world at ease
Capable of fully reclining, it was great for naps
Or reading short stories published 
                                       In quarterly fantasy magazines
Or even weighty tomes on evolutionary psychology
It was upholstered in a soft leather 
                                     That boasted a hand-rubbed finish
Over the years it began to take on the shape 
Of the weighty man who sat in it for hours a day
And of the weighty dog who curled up in it
When the weighty man was away