Goldfinch60

World Piano Day.

There they sit in front of me,

Eighty eight of them.

Some coloured white,

Some coloured black.

I press one of them

And a note is struck,

I press a different one

Another note sounds.

If I press them in a good order

A tune is played,

If I play them in a bad order

Rubbish is heard.

So I need to get it right,

To get the melody right

As I sit in front of this instrument,

On ‘World Piano Day’.