In a quiet room, where sunlight gleams,
Erica sits, lost in dreams.
Her fingers dance on keys so bright,
Creating melodies, pure delight.

Each note she plays, a gentle breeze,
Whispers through the autumn leaves.
With every chord, her heart does sing,
Unlocking magic, like a spring.

Her piano tells a tale so sweet,
Of laughter, love, and moments fleet.
In every practice, every try,
She reaches closer to the sky.

Though notes may falter, hands may tire,
Her spirit soars, her soul's on fire.
For in the music, she does find,
A world of wonder, unconfined.

So play on, Erica, with joy and cheer,
Let every note ring loud and clear.
For in your hands, the keys do glow,
A whimsical world, where dreams can grow.