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Adam Forstall

72 Black and White Keys

72 black and white keys,
Staring straight back at me.
B flat major or D sharp,
Major or minor, different for each part.

Measure by measure I begin to play,
Each song is like a brand new day.
Always different, sometimes bright,
Perhaps played loud, or gentle and light.

One by one the keys get pushed down,
Making together a beautiful sound.
Playing by yourself, always fantastic,
Creating new music or playing the classics.

Song by song, the keys continue to move,
I play and sing by my own groove,
The sounds create images, pictures I choose.

I close my eyes keeping the keys to their dance,
I’m hypnotized, stuck in a trance,
Then I take one more finally quick glance.

There they are, they are all I can see,
The 72, black and white keys.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2012 EDITION]