The last performance

My hands caress the pearl white keys

A cold touch greets me in a desperate call, the dust on them remains

My fingers linger over them, like a baby clinging onto attention

Oblivious to the fragile state, the previous owner left them in

Leaning forward, blowing the age, the heartache, and frailty away into the wind of yesterday

The bench beneath me creaks with the slightest movement, I adjust for the grandeur before me

My stomach flips, aware of what stands with us

The black and white contrast is all too alluring, my unsteady hands reach over to pat her

My hand, unable to walk away

The eyes below in a blank state, waiting patiently for the next move

The sound transcends into a spiritual being looming above us all

All eyes close to follow deeply

In an instant the room hears nothing more than her angelic voice

Her words leave my book, the pages follow her into the heavenly grace

I watch in awe as she dances her last dance, sings her last song, breathes her last breath

I stay there to hold her, allowing her to leave no regrets behind

Only leaving a the tears in my eyes, she has accomplished her purpose in life

I bid her farewell, my heart in pieces as my dearest friend vacates the hall

She bequeathed me her memories of her past endeavors

My will drags on the floor, as I stand up to receive our prize, the praise fills the hall

Tears running down their cheeks, looking up in awe, I bow and turn

My friend has left no regrets behind

My friend has left the memories behind

My friend has left me behind