The Artist
He looks at the world
A little differentley
Than you
or I
Color
Texture
depth
and
Line
In the Artists world
Simplicity is
Devine
Places
Faces
We have taken
For granted
Some how we missed it
Views slanted
Perspectives
Through
Mercky waters
There is one
That has
Captured
The Rose
We should have
Stopped to smell
One with paint
and
Brush
Canvas
and
Story
To Tell
It is His world
It is our world
Look for a moment
or two or three
You will be
Amazed
At
What you will see
Thank God
For
The Artists
Each one
Has something
To show Us
With passion
They do
Paint
Landscapes
Portraits
and
Saints
Captured raindrops
On ferns
Snowy peaks
Seas that churn
Smiles
On Childrens
Rosey cheeks
Spring fawn
Summer picnic
Lush green
Lawn
Colorful
Dawn
Stienbecker
and
Ross
Just
To name
Two
of the
Artists
That bring us
Into their world
Our world
Your World
They paint
the Skies
Blue
They paint
the Morning
Dew
They do it for me
They do it for you
They do it
because
They have to
With each stroke
Dreams
They present
Some are from above
but
Most are from
Love
2008 HC Holbert
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