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Piano
May 13, 2010
As I press on the keys
You sing to me
You accompany me
Clear,
Crisp,
Your spell falls upon me
I feel as if I have not done anything
Music was flowing thru my fingers
Cradling me in chords and notes
The music stops
Not knowing what had happened
The piano sits there waiting for applause
I loved it
Thanks to you I can find my inner self
© Olivia K., Canton, OH
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sunshine said...
on Jun. 28 2010 at 8:34 am
such a beautiful poem. Music really bring joy to the soul
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