Final Melody Poem by Genevieve Pilat

Final Melody



The abandoned piano in the corner of the room
Left alone while you had to depart
The aching sadness of a missing partner
The death of a loving heart.

Such joyous music filled the air
While you tickled the ivories day and night
The songs you played brought happiness to share
You made everything just seem right.

What wondrous things you and your piano would make
The greatest romance that was ever shared
The thought of either one leaving the love
Is something that could never be bared.

Yet now you’re gone no longer playing
Though your soul still lingers on
And in the air a final melody echoes
Your pure love, the never ending song.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is dedicated to two musicial geniuses who had brought songs into this world and have made almost every childhood memorable: Howard Ashman and Robert Sherman. After the death of Robert Sherman, it sadden me to know that someone who had made my childhood amazing had passed away. It then reminded me of Howard Ashman and how I wish he too was still alive, creating more songs for the young generation's childhood. However, I am grateful for what they had given and I know that their songs will live on forever. And so, this poem is to them. I thank you Howard and Robert, you brought so much happiness in this world and still will.
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