Piano Classes

Happy was I in the eve playing with my brother

The door has opened and the time has come
My heart fills with fear on seeing my mother
I follow her slowly chewing gum

Slowly as I enter I see my teachers

My mind has become blank
The instrument before me has no feature
Slowly the music into my brain sank

I look around and see other faces

I see joy and great concentration
But my music and rhythm dont meet their paces
This is the reason for frustration and consternation

These tiresome classes are still my foundation

That I will keep forever to enjoy my music fixation