Piano Bar Epiphany

The Piano Bar Man
is Playing through
His Stack of Requests
for Elton John and
Billy Joel and
Simon and Garfunkel,

When It
Comes to Me:

Every Face
at Every Table,

Talking, or
Eyes Closed, Enraptured, or
Busy With Chewing;

Every Face
at Every Table,

an Expression of
The Maker.

Of a Sudden
I am Teary-Eyed and
Look Away, Embarrassed.

Sorry for Staring.

When It
Comes To Me:

The Piano Man
Is My Maker, Too!

We Are
Being Entertained
by The Maker!

Oh, My God!

He’s Playing
“I Love You Just the Way You Are.”

I’m Going to Lose It!

Right Here
In the Piano Bar.

I Hope
I Have Enough
for a Hefty Tip.

(Photo by Rob Simmons; UnSplash)