Making melodies

Copyright: Jan W Fields
He couldn’t take his eyes off the piano.
“Mumma, can I play it?”
“Yes, you can!”
“But who will teach me?”
“We will find someone”
“Thanks Mommy! One more question”
“What is it? Ask me.”
“Can’t you teach me yourself Mumma?”
“Wish I could dear”
“Do you not know how to play?”
“Yes I do”
Her mind went back to the time when she was a budding
musician and then she realized that she was pregnant and was left all alone.
She’d given up her dreams to bring him up.
“You teach me Mumma and we will make memories together!”
Word count: 100
This post is written for Friday Fictioneers for the above photo prompt.

10 responses to “Making melodies”

  1. ottilliablog says:

    I hope they do make memories together. Lovely story.

  2. That sounds good. I hope they do.

  3. Ga H says:

    That's lovely, maybe the kid can bring her joy of music back.

  4. Dear Reema,

    And a little child shall lead her.



  5. Kala Ravi says:

    Aww…so sweet. The young teach us to move on. Life waits for none. We have to learn to catch up with it.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.