The Pianist Poem by Terry Hoffman

The world is my audience,
I play upon that stage.
If they stops their listening,
then I turn the page.

I recall another song,
play it for all the world.
Songs reflect my feelings and
outward they are hurled.

Many songs come in my head
and wander all around.
They each make a difference,
make a unique sound.

The music is my teaching
of things that I believe.
Each one says its own wise thing,
ere it has to leave.