I have a piano that my dad <br />had bought. <br />I kept it in my toy box. <br />I would bring it to play. <br />Beyound my window. <br /> <br />Beyound my window, <br />is the alley with fence. <br />That seperate us from <br />the Cortez <br /> <br />There sitting with the sun <br />so high. <br />Playing my piano with no music to play. <br />I wasn't a piano playist <br />but I tried. <br /> <br />With the Cortez's creature <br />Whinning back and forth. <br />I play through the day.<br /><br />Crystal Vue<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-blue-piano/
