Tonight Poem by Christian Rivera

One more time the old man plays
A catchy tune
From his younger days

He hits his notes with his fingertips
The pauses inbetween
Are why we listen

change in speed and tone
Tell a roller coaster story of life
And I listen on

~*~

Sipping Chardonnay in a hotel bar
I step outside with the music story
Staring at the stars

And the sky rains droplets of light on me
I close my eyes
In I breathe

~*~

The walk home is quiet and peaceful through the park
It's not scary tonight
I'm not afraid of the dark

And the breeze flowing through the trees
Whistles in my ears
Flowing through me

I walk in gentle little hops
Landing heel, toe, heel, toe
I hop my last step to the door and stop

~*~

Pull out my keys and unlock my door
Step inside
And hang up my coat

I turn on the light and sit on the couch
Turn on the television
Tune it down, it's too loud

As I stare at the colors of the t.v. screen
My eyes get heavy
3 a.m. and I fall asleep