Baby Grand Piano


 Who doesn't dream of playing on a Baby Grand Piano? I imagined myself in a black dress with a cape, I flip it back sit down ever so gracefully my audience holds their breath to hear the first notes.

 What will she play? Will it be Mozart? Or William Tell Overture? (Better known as the opening theme song for The Lone Ranger.)

  I sat at the Grand Piano heart racing, fingers poised to play something...

   I am so proud of myself.  My moment has arrived

  My six lessons as a kid has finally paid off as I hit the first note

  'Yankee Doodle!' then I launched right into I Dropped My Dolly in the Dirt. The only two songs I know how to play.

  My captive audience was not impressed.  (Not too captive, the door wasn't locked.)

   I can now mark this off my bucket list. 

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