The notes from the dark piano
ring fast and flowing
like
a ride down hill,
so
fast and smooth, like lilac.
Then the ride is out of control,
screaming into the night.
The
piano keys rattle,
sounding
like a baby wailing in the night,
blinded
as if mud has splashed its face,
plummeting
down a hole with
a
flash of hope at the end
Erika Palmer
5th Grade, San Pasqual Union
Ms. Palmer reads PIANO LIGHTING |
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WONDERS IN WOOD, also by Ms. Palmer |