This Poem was Submitted By: Jodene A Smith On Date: 2000-08-19 16:06:54 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Piano Music

The piano sits tuned and ready The keys uncovered and polished, Piano music of lessons and art Is made ready for him to start. In pleasure and fun it all began Learning the notes and keys, Making music with his hands Bach, Mozart and favorite bands. Practice came and practice went And lessons were met each week, Music pieces to learn each day Was just as much fun as play. Until the day when daddy joined In making the music his own, Having practice put on video tape Secret fantasies of musical rape. Sitting on the piano bench With hands locked in his lap, Staring at the music ahead The desire for playing is dead. The piano sits silent and covered No one dares to expose the keys, Piano music of darkest gray Is forever put away.

Copyright © August 2000 Jodene A Smith


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