A poem/story about the dance of love,and the affect it can have on one in secret,a love that is in a voice and song….

It was a cold winters day,

when all three arrived at the hospital,

they didnt have much to say,

arrangements had been made for this day….,

The had come to entertain all,

hospital staff patients and visitors,

no cover charges at the door,

donations were excepted for charities…,

All three would play a part,

mother daughter and the old man,

Mother played the piano at the start,

there was also a band on hand…,

Then the little girl did her thing,

sang songs her grandma use to sing,

the staff were amazed at grandmas reactions,

she became the star attraction….,

As she rose smiling and clapping,

she seemed so relaxed and happy,

music is a soothing oil for the ailing,

and like flowers can lift the weary…,

Then the little girl sang grandmas favorite,

her mother played the piano with the band,

she sang it slower and softer,

they had rearranged it….,

It now had a slower beat,

was more emotional and romantic,

grandma closed her eyes,

and slowly started to shuffle her feet………………to be continued……

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  • faizalhuda on Oct 16, 2011

    Good one

  • Christine Ramsay on Oct 17, 2011

    I am so glad the old lady could see and hear the songs of her youth again. Another lovely post.

  • Stan Wilson on Oct 17, 2011

    Thanks Faizalhuda for coming by and for your comment…I appreciate it I really do…choice…stan

  • Stan Wilson on Oct 17, 2011

    your always welcome Christine…I owe it to you I’m back here again…maybe not as much as before….but its a start I guess…thanks my friend….stan

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