Steinway

It's a short personification poem about a steinway~ enjoy!

Steinway

I sat

Infront of my old friend

He listened

Like many times before

I opened my heart

Willingly with ease

He accepted my heart

Letting me express

Sometimes

He would cry

Shouting in anger

and fury

Other times

He would whisper

So soft and

Tender

He reached out to me

When I needed him most

He pulled away from me

When my mind went astray

We had many ups and downs

Through these many years

But in the end I still sit...

In front of my old friend

-Jennifer C-