Solo Piano
Floating on a gentle breeze
I heard it call my name
Beckoning me closer
to the window whence it came
It worked its magic through the air
as other sounds all ceased
A strange hypnotic message
every note, another feast
The tune repeated daily
in my head throughout the week
Each note, described a feeling
together, they did speak
And when she stroked the keys again
they traveled a new trail
Good or bad or happy
Solo piano told the tale
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