Solo Act
All alone
A girl with her guitar
Backstage, she plucks the strings
Her fingers are cold, as she prepares to play
Her leg twitching, she try’s to remember everything
She looks around at the others; they’re laughing and relaxed as ever
It seems impossible that she will walk out on stage in only a few moments
The notes of the music quickly fade out of her mind, and leave her there all alone
She hears the announcer call her name, but her legs feel so impossibly heavy
As she pulls herself upright, she almost drops her guitar, but then can walk
Going up onstage with her guitar as her only friend, she swallows hard
She nervously sits on the lone seat and watches the crowd below
They look at her expectantly, awaiting her, and the serenades
She plucks the first few notes, then a few more
At the end, the crowed roars, applauding
She takes her bow, and hurries off
To go home and eat her dinner
Hoping Mum doesn’t know
For she would be mad
Immensely
Copyright © Caroline Lohrey | Year Posted 2008
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