Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, LEARNING TO PLAY, by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN

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First Line: Upon a tall piano stool
Last Line: "then I shall call it ""play."
Subject(s): Musical Instruments; Pianos

UPON a tall piano stool
I have to sit and play
A stupid finger exercise
For half an hour a day.

They call it "playing," but to me
It's not a bit of fun.
I play when I am out of doors,
Where I can jump and run.

But Mother says the little birds
Who sing so nicely now,
Had first to learn, and practice too,
All sitting on a bough.

And maybe if I practice hard,
Like them, I too, some day,
Shall make the pretty music sound;
Then I shall call it "play."

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