Saturday, March 3, 2012

My Poem

I decided to write about my piano. With all the changes i'm making in my life I always go back to my piano. It is always there no matter how i'm feeling. It has been the one consistency in my life.

My Piano, My Friend

Upright and always there for me
Scratched and dinged, its use you can see

The hammers striking the strings
Practicing songs for others to sing

Soft and Quite the melody
Loud and bold always dramatically

I play for my self
And for others to hear

My feelings into the music
My piano always listens

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