i run my fingers across the keys,
listening to each note,
playing songs i love, that i wrote,
the big finish comes but i cant finish it,
i dont want it to end,
the music relaxes me its one of my best friends
i decide to just keep on going,
untill i get stuck again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a wonderful poem jazzy.