Nobody should feel like
The grand piano at my mother's home

Because the years don't pass in vain, and
The moments of glory were countless.

Nobody should feel like
The grand piano at my mother's house

Because of how many stories
How many moments, and
After a while, everybody forgets that you are there.

Nobody should feel like
The grand piano in my mother's house

Because in your first days of life,
You were the new family toy that everyone
wants to play and spend time with, but

Time passes and
Nostalgia invades your thoughts remembering
Those times when everybody was there for you
And now there aren’t any more

Nobody should feel like
The grand piano at my mother's house

Because the adventures of your youth are like
The first songs that you composed in that grand piano, and
Each note a mischief that made you happy

Nobody should feel like
The grand piano in my mother's house

Because the biggest achievements of your life were
To give life to more life, and keep them always together
Like that Christmas when your children and grandchildren
Sat around you to hear you play that grand piano.

Nobody should feel like
The grand piano at my house

Because of the wear of your skin, your bones, your voice, and
How fragile you become over time makes the difference.
Like that piano that, over time, its notes didn't sound the same,
Its structure became more delicate and its color was already worn out.

Nobody should feel like
The grand piano at my house

Because the sensation of feeling invisible surpasses the spaces as well as that grand piano that was in my mother's house and now is in mine.

Were countless the moments, he gave us and how much we owe to that piano but now it rests invisible and worn in a corner of the garage.

Nobody should feel like
The grand piano at my house, but
I do

By Dayana Vera
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