MOTHER


I hear the piano
Sweet ivory
A tingle in my ear
The soft hammers on tight string

She plays in the morning
As I slowly wake
Gentle fingers caressing my sleep
The music fills our house

I remember all the years
She has filled me with joy
The days of illness
And puppy love heartbreaks

The piano still resonates
In my memories of home
I left for Germany at 18
The Sergeants yelling to jump

All the while the piano
In my dreams
Peace and love
My Mother playing the piano


Michael V Hechtman