Thank you for the music.
I hadn't held you for so long. My expectations were low. Neglected, dusty, you were out of tune, so I gently twisted at your keys until you sounded like you might create a song. My strumming was gentle at first. I guess I was reluctant to make a horrible noise, scare the cat, put myself off for another three years.
How charming and delightful of you to let go with me and flow into melody (note: not very complex melody.) You hand delivered actual music! So, of course I kept playing and then I hummed along for a while and when the cat didn't run away I thought I could probably introduce a little singing. And the lyrics rolled off my tongue (note: not very complex lyrics) and you continued to play along.
The sheer joy of it was worth these sore finger tips.
JoJo xx
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