‘I Am Grateful For My Piano’ Poem by 12 year old Bookosmian from Houston, Texas

I am grateful for my piano

The black and white checkered across,

The cool, hard touch,

The crisp sound,

The music in my head is never lost.

Sharing the delightful melody,

With my teacher,

Friends,

Family,

And the list does not soon end.

My fingers moving like a waterfall,

The flipping pages of my book,

Tune pulling me in,

As if it’s a hook.

“Music takes you to a magical place I say”,

And I am grateful for my piano,

Today and everyday.