the lady

I have reached to an age that I treasure who I encounter with these days.

She was sitting in front of the piano, singing, alone.
First time I passed by her, I wasn’t sure she needed help.
Second time i passed by her, I stepped out of my comfort zone to accompany her.

Couple of French songs we played together.
I assisted her. She got brave and we played from within.
Yet, we never kept in touch with each other because there’s a person whom I have trouble getting along with seems to be her close one.

As the day ended, the one made impact on me is, Clair de Lune by Faure.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clair_de_Lune_(poem)