literature

my grand piano

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Literature Text

                        the winds are howling
                  but I'll stay here
                        and play my grand piano;
                  the frost gathers on the panes
                                 and the cold edges into my marrow
                            but I will stay here and continue
      to play my grand piano -
                       and when the sheet music is done
                          and the snow has drifted against my door
                     I will write my heart more notes,
               and keep playing my grand piano.
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angelserum's avatar
I love how gracefully the passage of time is described in this one. Beautiful. Enchanting. :love: