The Piano
profuse cobwebs briskly brushed away
the piano rediscovered
tentatively touching ivory
ten fingers revive euphony
old memories begin to swell
Papa’s best-loved tune fills up the room
An oldie
For Line Gauthier's Bitsize Contest No 64 Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011
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