Piano

I lie down on the bright green grass suddenly I hear soft sounds
The sun gets brighter every time the notes keeps playing
The leaves start to fall letting the wind guide to my living room
The notes are still playing
I do not wish to hear my noisy pup
Not even going to bother what's going on outside
The aroma from the roses starts to come stronger
The blue sky starts to rise it no longer falls
The notes get even softer
I start to close my eyes as I listen to utopia
I start to sleep
I do not wish to wake up
I just feel so relieve.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Coreggia Avatar
April 18, 2017 at 9:37 AM
I really your poem and especially how the power of the notes induced a blissful reverie:) Amitiés
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