Heartbeat Poem by Jim Butler

Seated at the piano,
placing my fingers on the keys,
I let the notes sing
the words in my soul.

The tunes can be rough,
Or the tunes can be high,
As is the music
for everyone’s life.

I love to take in the silence of night.
Only to hear
the pounding of strings;
The beats of my heart.

My life started rough,
It’d be easy to fail,
But through my melodies
I somehow prevailed.

It’s my lifelong friend,
a constant reminder,
to look to the future,
where the world is brighter.