"my Dad"
The sound that most sticks in my head..
Is listening to the piano from my dad..
Not known to play that well..
His work was a piano to sell..
As a kid I remember always hearing a song..
For every customer another piano went along..
Fur Elise was the first song I heard..
As I sat on his lap hoping to learn..
Now that dad is in another place..
I too sit at my piano and picture his face..
Not much better have I learned to play..
But with this memory, wouldn't have it anyother way..
inspired by Dad & and the fav. sound contest
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