Avril!
They shouted your name with a joyous fanfare
as the curtain rose on cue
but you were not there,
the stage was bare.
In a sliced second, he stared
and then the curtain dropped and
he fell into a story
as if he hadn’t called you,
We saw the flurry back stage
as you flew into position,
a tap on his shoulder and he
pointed at the stage and shouted again,
Avril!
In place of empty space you raced into song
tracing along the path without a care
to cheering throngs of youthful fans
who’d earned the fare.
.
Sometimes, we shout our expectation
and to our frustration our stage is bare
there under the glare of our desperation.
Turn and tell a story, deflect the unexpected
but when we look back,
it’s simple celebration.
Shawn L. Bird 
I loved Avril Lavigne. I went to see her in concert twice and still have her tee-shirt.
I’d never seen her live before, but she is certainly a quintessential voice of Canadian youth, and one of Canada’s most popular musical citizens (along with Shania Twain, Justin Bieber, Michael Buble, and Celine Dion. Some we’re more willing to admit to than others). 🙂
You’re sort of implying you like Justin Bieber. Oh well, each to his own. I was nuts about Avril.
lol. No, he’s one we are kind of embarrassed about lately.
Brilliant!
Thanks.