The Piano

The  old, crusty piano room gives me heartbreaking flashbacks of my wife. I can hardly bring myself to go in there as it is the place that she died from her cancer. I remember her in so much pain it was a really rough time for us.  Now she is in heaven and happy I loved playing her beautiful songs on the piano. Sometimes we would play songs together. My wife was so beautiful with her big smile she would make everyone happy. “I will play her a song” I said in my head my fingers are a bit rusty from not playing for a many years since my wife died. My wife would say, “You’ll never know if you don’t try.” I remember how beautiful her songs were every time I would play I could see her happy next to me but she gave me kiss on the check one last time before she disappeared, that’s the last I remember.

I remember I was in the war and it was a hard year for people when the war started, my poor buddy Jack got shot at the moment right after he shot his last bullet it was so very sad to see him go. It took me awhile to let him go, but now that I remember him, I just realised I can never let anyone go, the hardest thing I could ever do is let someone go.

I remember my father gave me a horse that was attached to a stick, I loved that horse so much and that is why I want to give it to my grandson Henry for his 6th birthday. He loved it just as I loved it as well, I was happy when he got the horse, his face was in so much joy, Henry came up to me and asked if he could play too.  I said yes as we enjoyed our last moments.

Fin.