460. 19/3/16 (#452)
For the first time in so long
The notes spelled a smile as they flew
Through my fingers to the keys
And the chords I hardly knew.
For the last time in as long as I can
The blade's glint is locked away
And left untouched as the empty nights
Skulk and slip away.
And another time for longer
I will see and feel like spring
And the warmth and life and subtle breeze
Will lift my heart within.