Mary's Mom
She’s doing it and that’s all that
matters.
It has to be a step in the right
direction.
I hope it will be the start of
something,
Take her outside the tight
little world
She’s built in the basement,
playing
Piano in the near dark, her music
spreading
Along the floorboards, like a
colony
Of musical mice who stop
scurrying
The minute anyone else
appears.