The piano bench hadn't been opened
Since before Grandma passed away
The only one with musical talent
We always loved to hear her play
She had a huge assortment of music
And loved each one, as I recall
From classical to jazz to rock and roll
Our Grandma played them all
Leafing through the different sheet music
Many were dog-eared and yellowed with age
There was so much history in that old bench
With Grandma's heart prints on every page
"Love's Old Sweet Song" was her favorite
An old one from their courting days
She and Grandpa referred to it as their song
It became theirs in so many ways
Grandpa is so lost without her
Says he'll be joining her before too long
I hope that when they meet again
She'll be playing "Love's Old Sweet Song"
Kathleen McCoy Eldridge©
June 21, 2007
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