Ode to you, Piano

This song is for you, Piano.
You have given me so many through the years
I figured it was time to return the favor.

I’m sorry I haven’t come to visit.
With everything on my plate,
I simply haven’t made time for you.
For Us.

Don’t misunderstand,
I loved the fusion of fingertip to the ivories
Worn by practice.

I asked about you,
When you thought I moved on.
To see if you were okay
In the gray home found for you.

I hear you’re coming into town soon.
My parents told me.
Don’t worry about finding a place to stay—
I made some room where the dining table would go.
There’s a view, though not grand, of the parking lot
Where you can stay up late watching the moon go by.


I hope you don’t have to wake up early.
There is so much I want to tell you—
It really has been so long
I don’t know where to start.

Do you mind,
Would it be alright
If we just sat and played a while?
It would only be until reality catches up with us.

Just give me a second to remember where middle C is.