Blue Song in Evening

MendedFences27

Blue Song in Evening



“Welcome back.” he says

 as she enters and sits at her old place. 

“What’s it been, three years? 

How old is Lily right now?”

He said as he reached for an embrace.

 

“Lily’s two and a half.

Look, let’s start off on the right foot

I need you to cool it.

I’m back here to work with you 

because Jack’s band needs a new hit.

It’s not been going well lately

and if you and I can get back to the way it was….

Well, that will be good for all of us.

So let’s keep this professional and business-like, because”

 

He interrupted, “O.K. then. How about a blues song?”

 

“I knew you’d say that, first thing, and I wasn’t wrong.

So I put some music down last night.

Maybe, from those, you can find a song?

 

She handed him her music sheets.

 

“Wow, You are a professional.

These look sweet.

 I can work off these .I’ve got new software.

So, who’s watching Lily?

She, in day-care?”

 

“No. She’s not, my Mom’s got her, plus

after Dad passed, she moved back to be with us,”

 

“And Jack’s in Canada,. I guess. He likes it there.

He goes there a lot, especially Toronto.”

 

“Well, if you’d been more of a hits-provider

in the last three years he could tour wider.” 

 

“Not my fault. You weren’t here, 

and Jack hasn't liked anything I’ve written for a year.

 I’ll be at the piano.”

 

And he stormed out of the room.

She sat down and began to wonder

What did he mean about Toronto?

She called Jack’s number.

 

Several hours later, he returned.

Showed her what he had penned

and asked if they were still friends.

 

I’ll work on those at home tonight.

So, what’s special about Toronto 

that Jack likes it so much?

 

“Uh, I’ve  already had too much to say. 

He just favors it as a great place to play.

All of the band members love it there.”

 

“I see, just a great place to work, nothing more?”

 

No, nothing. I’ll see you tomorrow evening?

 

I’ll be a little late tomorrow. Won’t get here until about eight.

Mom’s got her book club. It runs late.

 

He told her not to worry, he could live that long

but in reality, he was planning her swan song.

  • Author: MendedFences27 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 6th, 2024 10:18
  • Comment from author about the poem: Part 3 of 4.
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Comments3

  • sorenbarrett

    Quite the story. nicely done.

  • Bella Shepard

    I'm engrossed, can't wait for the next episode. Good Write!

  • Goldfinch60

    Swim away then Phil. Good words.

    Andy



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