the old piano Poem, by The Adventurer, at My poetic side

Notice of absence from sheta
if im not on,im looking for an adventure

the dusty keys that played long ago,

the music that flowed like magic lo,

the little girl all alone,

that played for one Who Didn't Know

who watched for fun,

but hid so low.

the box that once held their hearts saying,

now sits on the old piano.

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