I Remember
I remember my first orchestra concert
The way the stage smelled dusty
And how all of the people had an odor of sweat coming off of them because of the hot lights
I remember the taste of anxiety and excitement from the other orchestra members
Like the beginning of a big game or the transition from the main course to dessert
The string's soft touch on my bow
Was an artist's first stroke of their brush on a new canvas
I remember looking out over the large audience
How the bright light made it difficult to locate my parents
Each time I recall this memory, I feel the anticipation and pride
blossoming like the fun I had on stage during my first concert
I remember this moment when I perform for people because it reminds me of how far I have come
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