Remembering Black and White

September 26, 2011
By LeeAnnMarie BRONZE, Sidney, Nebraska
LeeAnnMarie BRONZE, Sidney, Nebraska
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Favorite Quote:
My joy is constant because my God is constant.


I try to play. Hands in position on the counter top. The first chord ringing in my ear. My hands fly across the counter making no sound. I look foolish playing something you can't hear. But I do. I hear it. Black and white keys are something only in my memory, something I only dream of. playing songs on the smoothe,beautiful instrument. My heart beats so fast I can't breathe, and a moment of awe as one single note rings out. Sweet Serenity and peace of mind. Remembering, waiting for the moment I might play again.


The author's comments:
I was inspired to write this piece by my love of playing the piano and the music of Roy Todd and Yuhki Kuramoto.

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