She sat alone
At lunch everyday
No one ever noticed
The tears on her face

She was lost
She hoped someday
Someone would find her
And pull her back into reality

Out of her world of darkness
And despair
Out of the swirling sadness
Called her life

She could find no refuge
In books or toys
She didn't play sports
Or join clubs

She stayed home alone everyday
Doing homework
And sitting by herself

Until one day
She went up to the attic
And in the corner
Found a flute

Silver and shining,
She picked it up
Its weight heavy
In her frail arms

She lifted it to her lips
And started to play
The sounds drowned out
The sorrows
Of the week behind her

This instrument,
Silver and shining
Might just be her refuge
But not by choice
So perhaps,
Her savior
-Madi.S