The Piano Poem by Maurice Dewberry

The Piano



Christians count their blessings every day
We never forget to stop and pray
Some people like sitting in a ball park bleacher
But I like visiting my music teacher
Making good sounds as soon as I start
Playing the piano from the depth of my heart

Thursday, January 2, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: music,teacher
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Maurice Dewberry

Maurice Dewberry

San Diego, California, USA
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