In the quiet glow of evening light,
The piano stands, a silent friend,
Its keys, a path to dreams in flight,
To where the soul and music blend.

Each touch ignites a story untold,
Melodies dance in gentle grace,
Harmonies weave, both bright and bold,
Filling the room, a sacred space.

Echoes of laughter, whispers of tears,
In every note, a life unfolds,
The piano sings of hopes and fears,
In timeless tales, forever told.

Beneath the moon’s watchful gaze,
Fingers dance across ivory dreams,
In every chord, a world ablaze,
A symphony of life’s gentle streams.