From far <br />I could hear <br />the crisp sounds <br />of White Ivory <br />piano <br />So melodious <br />Never again <br />be the same <br />as the fingers <br />of my permanent <br />dreams <br />dancing <br />on the tones' <br />teeth <br />They just keep smiling <br />and shining <br />singing <br />the music <br />of my soul <br />We don’t need <br />the touch <br />of Richard Clayderman <br />Do the Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti Do… <br />And the Mocking birds <br />would be <br />our Orchestra <br />swaying us <br />to the enchanting <br />shores <br />treasure our love <br />in the sands <br />and throw away <br />the key<br /><br />Sulaiman Mohd Yusof<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/do-the-do-re-mi/
