My Piano And Me

The sharp wooden edges that enclose my echoing sound,
The smooth sound that bounces through the room when effort is shown.
The detonation that you show by the hours you spend by me, and
the happiness you expressed when…
I was first moved into the room.
Nothing will ever replace that magical moment we both share.

Music is powerful,
but never as powerful as its artist,
The hum of the strings that thunders heart warming sounds through the room,
All 10 fingers on your fists,
Which move rapidly over all black and white keys.
There is only one explanation as to why,
the music WE make is so special,
And that reason is that there is a never ending bond between us.

The one thing that could tare us apart is the one thing we both fear,
But that one thing we fear is nonexistent in our minds,
We both have something special,
And we only us,
only us know what that one thing is