Today’s song is wheezy, cut short, out of tune
It takes your breath away until you are left coughing and choking for air
It is nostalgic and cheezy and there all too many better songs
And yet today’s song is hope
The tune envelopes you until you are no longer simply echoes of the forgotten pieces plucked away from your very being, staccatos abandoned by those you once called loved
No, today’s song wheezes and gasps and…sings
It envelopes you in the winds of a warm embrace, linking every broken, forgotten piece, caught in the broken notes of forgotten sight-reading
A whirlwind of muscle memory, a crescendo right where needed
And you are whole, just for this moment, until breath runs out and leaves you again
But the feeling of the song catching, linking those forgotten, broken staccatos
This is the hope
That all that has been abandoned can be picked up once more
Samantha Fowler 