The Music Girl who Can't Play

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I followed Kennedy to the music room

I carried her guitar for her

I don't get why she wants to come to the room

She can't play with her arm!


She sits down and grabs a chair

For her and me with her good arm

I place the guitar down next to her

And she brushes the hair out of her eye

But only for a second

Then it falls back down.


"Can you play guitar

Or any instrument?"

She asks me

Her eye filled with a creative glint.


"No I can't

I wish I could."

I sigh and tell her

Giving her hopes up.

She hangs her head and sighs

Before standing up and walking over to the piano.


"I'll teach you.

How to play the paino

Carlos"

She said, tapping on a key 

With her good index finger.

I like how she says my name


I stand up

Walk over to the bench

Sit down

And prepare to learn to play piano

With the best girl I know.

Kennedy Maria ThomasWhere stories live. Discover now