All day
I wait,
and I wait,
and I wait.
Just so that I can come home,
to sit down
and play.
To touch those silky
black and white keys,
and to play the music
that comes out a piece of me.
All day I sit through school, work, homework...
All day, I just wait and think to myself about what a reward I will get when I get home. I always know that my beautiful piano will always be there, waiting for me, and that is my reward.