This Grand Old Piano

This old grand piano stood weathered and worn, Remembering her finer days, When classical music resounded aloud, As fingers on ivory keys played- This old grand piano stood weathered and worn, Wishing for her maestro’s return, But heartache and sadness grew greater each day, And at times she felt bitterly spurned- This old grand piano stood weathered and worn, Alone and dismayed with despair, Then hope was instilled one morning in May, When a tuner came in and repaired- This old grand piano stood weathered and worn, As a craftsman walked through the door, With loving skill he began renovation- 'Til splendor was fully restored- This grand old piano no longer weathered and worn, Reminisced about days of old, The auctioneer’s voice rang out loud and clear, “This grand old piano now SOLD”