Please Play On

Gently sliding, briskly striking each key as though caressing
a child.
My heart is that child, my feelings led by each sweeping
movement, each skillfully blended melody and note
swaying with my imagination in far away places,
floating gracefully in others, dancing on wings and toes
laughing to each sound you create
Take me to the land of never never or lead me to paradise
soaring on tunes you play, Please I pray you, do continue
you really do stimulate the black and white
to a life of their own, Please play on.

by Kenneth E. Alspaugh

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