Chopin's Waltz

The old tailor made dresses for balls all his life, but never danced a single dance. On the night of his retirement, he quietly walked into the empty ballroom and played "The Blue Danube". Under the dim light, he stretched out his hand to the air and spun awkwardly - in a three-beat rhythm, his shadow danced alone on the wall, like a forgotten note. The next morning, there was a pair of worn old leather shoes on the ballroom floor.