jazzy piano music
takes me to another
time and place
a rainy morning
on a sunday in
new york city
bodies running into
tall buildings
to avoid the
down pour
smells of coffee
lingers in the air
a woman on the piano
the sounds of jazz
coming from her fingertips
it's beautiful
bringing comfort to
those who hear
the rain keeps falling
while the talk in
the room turns to the music
it's the only thing that
brings joy to this storm
I can feel the comfort
of those people
as I sit on a
sunday morning
sun is shining
leaves are changing
as the sounds of jazz
play in my ears
9.24.2015
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