My Old Piano by Lucile Surface
Who will want this old piano
After I can play no more?
Who will love and cherish it?
That is what I want to know.
Though it is scarred, its finish marred
It’s tone is as sweet and melodious as before.
Many were the tales of joy, laughter and grief
Played by our family and brought relief
As our faith in God raised to brighten our days
And help us go cheerfully on our ways
For years I sat in the dusk of evening
With my little ones gathered ’round,
And left my mind go wandering back
How they thrilled to its glorious sound.
It was played at the Chautauqua
About the turn of the century,
How its music soared in the summer air,
Bringing joy to all who gathered there.
It is there that my father found it
As he searched for one for our home,
How our hearts were filled with gladness
When he bought it to be our own.
Many years have passed since that day
But the beauty of the tones are there today,
In my heart I rejoice over its wonderful presence
That brings back those long gone days.
Who will want this old piano when I can play no more?
Who will love and cherish it, I would like to know.
This piano is still in use by Lucile’s great grand daughters. A Davenport and Tracy upright built in the early 1900’s.I tune it twice each year. It is still loved and cherished. Lucile would be proud!
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