Threadbare Stairs

(Picture prompt from Tess at Magpie Tales)

Up and down, up and down,

Day after day, night after night.

I grew accustomed to

Her sprightly step on the stairs,

Shouting and exclaiming

“I’ve got it, I’ve got the part”.

Celebrations, parties and

Late night shenanigans.

Laughter, lots of laughter.

Years rolled on

Up and down, up and down,

Day after day, night after night.

Those same stairs

A slower step, more subdued,

“I don’t know, I’m not sure.

They say I’m too old to play the part”.

Wanted – Young fresher faces.

Once a young, fresh and beautiful face

But now …well now more mature

Only suitable for certain parts.

Up and down, up and down

Day after day, night after night.

She stumbles on the step

Smashes the bottle of

Cheeky Chardonnay,

Her favourite.

Too many favourites

Too many steps

Too many falls

Down

Down

Down.