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Nov 2018
If I had 88 keys my life, that’d be great.
I could let you feel my life in so many different ways.
You’d feel the rain, the sunshine,
the pain, feelings you can’t define.

If I had 88 keys in my life,
you’d feel what it's like to be stabbed with a knife.
You’d feel all the feelings;
ones that hurt, ones that have healings.

You’d know the feeling of true love
and you’d know the feeling of being able to fly like a dove.
You’d know the feeling of being scared,
And the feeling of remembering the moments with loved ones that you once shared.

If I had 88 keys in my life,
there would be no strife.
And there would be no problems, things would be bright.
And everything would be as simple as black and white.

If I had 88 keys in my life, no one would worry,
and no one would scurry.
No one would be scared,
And no one would be snared.

If I had 88 keys in my life,
you’d know what it feels like in the afterlife.
You’d know the feeling of being above,
you’d know the feeling of being loved.

If I had 88 keys in my life,
I know that even God can hear the sound rife.
And if my lost sisters are up there in their haven,
angels carry the delicate notes up to heaven.
Many verses in my poem start with the phrase, "If I had 88 keys in my life". I got that idea from a poem that I read and liked very much. I did not want to copy it, and I do not want anyone to think that I did. I hope you like this poem!
Masha Yurkevich
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