The curtain's drawn, the performance begins
Footsteps approach and a yell of glee
Feigned calmness ,anticipation in the air
A warm welcome , a planned farewell
All seems routine, but that's what's special
The day's come alive as once lived long ago
The cynosure is jittery, the cast directs
All that's planned is carried through
But it's them who planned it, not you
A cacophony of noises,a silence
You pretend and get that look
They pull you in, you live the present
Yet the outsider comes alive
As some anecdotes belong to them
You carry them away as yours for now.
There is complascency,then the discomfort
The smile's all there, the pains so real
The dashed hopes prick afresh
The wound bleeds ,the smile's there
Courage comes to the rescue,
The situations saved
But then the subtle warnings,
The off limits sign
The bone numbing chill,warmth of affection
A hurried departure, promises for future.
All so real,soon seems surreal
and the play lingers on.
