The Piano - By Mariama

A sad lonesome man plays a deep sorrowful tune. Whilst he plays his emotional tune he remembers his mixed past. As he is gently tapping the keys, with his rake thin fingers, a soft wrinkly hand gracefully touches his. It is his wife. Her face is more old and wrinkly than his yet he still sees beauty. She tenderly plants a small kiss on his anguished face. She slowly fades away. His anguish momentarily disappears. His painful memory takes him back to World War 2. He and his companion leap back to take cover from open fire behind a crumbling brick wall. He nods at his companion as a signal to run into battle. BANG! His friend is shot dead. The man’s friend fades away as he is dying in the man’s arms. In the present day as his tune gets livelier his mind takes him back to his childhood. He is getting his first present.