A Masterpiece In the Making
Yesterday I was surprised, I was amazed…I was elated
to have the privilege of watching a masterpiece of art being created.
I sat next to the artist…and again I was in awe
as he put his pencil to his paper…and he began to draw.
And I began to smile…then I began to stare
for never have I seen a pencil move so fast..
with so much grace…
and so much flair.
He told me what he was drawing…was it a fire engine…or a bird
but the artist is just learning my language…and I didn’t understand a word.
His inspiration ended quickly…as inspirations sometimes do…
His masterpiece completed…
in a minute…
maybe two.
And again I was surprised and amazed at his generosity
for without a thought about it…he gave his masterpiece to me.
As he ran out of the room…this thought occurred to me…
When he does become a famous artist I can say…
I knew him when we was three.
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