Home Blues Poem by Aldo Kraas
Home Blues
It is midnight now
And I am at home
Playing the piano at this time of the night
Now I will compose the home song in my piano
Believe me I am like a night owl
That never sleeps
At home is where my heart is
The music from the piano vibrates the living room walls and the floor
But the music that is coming out from the piano fills the air
What a lovely melody
It even makes me cry
The music puts me to sleep
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