A Writer's Life

By Awriterslife

Piano Boy

It's becoming clear: he loves the piano. He loves getting to it, standing up on his toes to reach the keys. He loves moving along the keyboard to explore lows and highs. And he loves when it's late enough in the day and I take the sourdine off. The smiles I get, when it's off, are amazing. And that makes me really, really, really happy! 

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