About a good friend related to family that died last year while I played the piano for the first time in about 3-5 months today!
I had not touched it in a while. I was out of practice. Slowly, I pounded. The notes came back to me. My speed increased with each triplet. I was playing an old piece, ”Somewhere, my Love”. Brought back memories. My piano I think I shall play more.
Written by Becca E Henry on November 28, 2004 at 5:47pm CST, All rights reserved~!
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Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on November 28, 2004
I have always loved the piano and people who play it. One day I hope to buy a piano just to mess around with it.
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Wonderful - deeply moving write ... so glad for you!!
Best wishes,
Robert
You have so much insight in all your poems....
Peter