My Piano Poem by astaldo ELVEN

My Piano

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Songs that play by themselves in my head
Playbacks of performances in my mind
Whenever I was upset
They soothed, they calmed

My piano was my pride and glory
The scores were my challenges
To my brain the music were tonic
And the imaginations were balloons that never burst

My piano was my nurse and doctor
One of the best remedy for
All my sorrows, my frustrations and the
Lending ear of all my joy, my thrills.

My piano taught me to listen
Attentively, independently and learn to be
My very own teacher and learn to discern
The pros and cons of me.

I feel for my piano, I feel it deep inside
Everlasting love, undying passion
My piano became part of my life
Without it, happiness is a struggle.

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