Flying solo

Your solo is like sun shining through the clouds in my heart

it's like a platonic ballad

it's like you are playing

through first loves

and forbidden loves

and grass in the summer

and crunchy chips

and watermelon

and then clouds

and rain

and the gravelly sound of asphalt on a driveway

Your solo

your bouncing-around

head-bobbing

and I can just look at you

and smile

and bob my head too

you're infectious

how much you love everything

and especially the music in front of you

the dancing and emotion of it

the singing and the lyrics switched back to

one of the many woodwinds

And you tried something new

took a chance

picked it up like it was nothing

like always

and I have to come and follow the route you took

but I'll never take it as gracefully

precisely

or amazingly as you did

and I am so proud of you

I clapped and cheered

for all three of you

I doubt I'll ever stop