Old Age

 

Piano Lesson by AquaSixio on DeviantArt

I’d forgotten how to play, they said—

my hair like feathers, hands like talons.

But, notes fall out of the very air I breathe.

 

Listen—you can hear plumes, chases in moonlight,

blood on snow, forgotten prairies,

untouched fields, the glorious soaring.

 

By the end, they were pulling Kleenex from the box.

Yes, I’d forgotten.  More than they’ll ever learn.

 

Gray is a color, too.

 

 

© 2023 Jennifer Wagner

 

For this very cool picture prompt at The Sunday Muse.

 

Dedicated to my 93-year-old neighbor, Mary.