I don’t hunt and peck.
I can type, it is clear
I don’t need all my fingers
I don’t need lines and methods and training
or words per minute.

Note: I play a keyboard and a pennywhistle, and the latter is what is meant by "six small holes".

Music
Fingers dancing
Slowly or quickly over
Black and white keys
Or six small holes
Notes going back and forth
Telling each other stories
Blending together to make a
Melody of a tale
Sometimes you sing
Adding another dimension
Making your own music
Straight from yourself
A friend listens
Or no one at all
Perhaps your guardian angel hears
And God as well
He created music, after all