21/30 Nothing Gets Lost Here

Rewriting Memory

It was the last performance of the season

In fact, it was the last one of a short career

So every note I played and every step I took

I made sure to enjoy along with my peers

I can still hear the music like an echo

I can still see their faces along with smiles

We were a tight group filled with honor and pride

We probably must’ve walked a thousand miles

But like all good things everything comes to an end

We went out to the world to experience things

And for those years I remember fondly now

My friends and I felt like we were queens and kings

We still talk, some are gone, some…nowhere to be found

But the memory of my friends is still bright and clear

It was like a second family when we were together

And for all the great times…nothing gets lost here

NaPoWriMo2026 Day 21