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April 3, 2013
By Eyeopener13 SILVER, Lexington, South Carolina
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I am too positive to be doubtful. Too optimistic to be fearful. And too determined to be defeated.

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The piano aches in his old age.
Arthritis has long since kicked in,
and his brown skin is spotty and faded.
They placed him in a resting home
to deteriorate among the others.
"Why do they forget about me?" he wonders.
"Why won't they use me to make beautiful music?"
The other inhabitants comfort him,
but they all know the truth.
He is from a time long forgotten.

© Treza R., Kalispell, MT

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FutureWorldRuler SILVER said...
on Apr. 6 2013 at 8:44 pm
FutureWorldRuler SILVER, Park City, Utah
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I liked how you described old age using a piano as a metaphor. Very creative! 
estucker1998 PLATINUM said...
on Apr. 5 2013 at 11:44 pm
estucker1998 PLATINUM, Tuscaloosa, Alabama
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Hi! That was beautiful! I REALLY loved it! I've played piano for six years, and I understand and have heard how beautiful a piano can sound. I think people don't know how beautiful music can sound that's not pop blaring from the radio. If more people could know the feeling of accomplishment and happiness you get when playing a beautiful piece with your own two hands, the world would be a different place. It's sort of become a lost art, forgotten, but everyone loves to hear when it does emerge once in a while. That's what I thought when reading it, anyway. I loved it! Keep writing!!
estucker1998 PLATINUM said...
on Apr. 5 2013 at 12:06 am
estucker1998 PLATINUM, Tuscaloosa, Alabama
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Wow. That's all I can say. I REALLY loved it! I've played piano for many years and I interpret this poem as people investing their time into playing beautiful music instead of listening to that crap on the radio is a lost art, forgotten. People don't know what it's like to make something beautiful without only your hands. It's sad but true. I think your poem captured this in a very interesting and different yet intriguing way. Very good! I loved it!