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I remember the day Daddy brought it home
He found it sitting along side the road waiting for the trash Momma cleaned it up,her fingers dancing along the keys Her face lit up, it was still worthy of being played She had it tuned professionally not trusting her own ear Hours she would spend in front of it, fingers dancing up and down the keys Beautiful pieces of Mozart,Bach,Brahms and Beethoven would fill the air I would curl up behind it, on the floor, and listen to her play Soothing all of my worries,fears and tears away She taught me to play too, and soon my own fingers would dance up and down the keys Playing the beautiful pieces she taught me, losing myself in the music When momma passed on, it sat and collected dust in the basement, I could no longer play, it was far too painful Until I came home again... Arianna in her carrier, just a newborn, so fussy that day So I dusted it off, sat down and began to play The notes haltingly filling the air, hoping it would soother her as it once soothed me As I played the notes flowed together and the fussing stopped She was soothed and calmed as I once was I played for hours and she drifted off to sleep Every so often I would come down and play for Arianna, her smile lighting up the day As I continued to play Standing now in its empty spot, tears slide down my cheeks The connection I had now gone Those moments of feeling Momma's touch upon my shoulder as I played....gone My heart aching with a sharp pain Losing another piece of Momma again... |
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So saddly beautiful
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