Edwina Reizer

Rookie - 42 Points (12/22/1937 / LAKEWOOD, NJ)

The Finding - Poem by Edwina Reizer

With my right hand I caress the keys
and create a melody.
With my left hand I find the chords
to caress the melody.
And slowly it comes to life
and becomes a part of me.

It's like a child I've adopted
and nourished with my soul.
And I think before it was born
a part of me was not whole.
I hear these themes. They play in my head
like a revolving loophole.

They bring me peace and now I know
what was missing for so long.
To deny the music in my heart
was so terribly wrong.
I will not deny it anymore
for I've found where I belong.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 23, 2011



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