The Piano Man
Nov 4 · 1 min read
He had flaming red hair that could be seen 100 feet away; he was anything but dismissible. We affectionately called him the Piano Man. He was a man who appeared in the town center of the town where I lived. He wore a bright purple hat, colorful patchwork clothes, and purple shoes to match. His voice was raspy as he sang to passers-by and anyone who would listen, but his voice was beautiful, too.
He got his name because he was just that — a piano man. He showed up in the town center one day, as did a piano. Nothing fancy like a grand piano, but it was far more than a keyboard. He sang loud and proud as he…

