Art

Art, a form mis-understood by men.
Yet a form of expression to last through times end.
It can come in many forms,
Sometimes from the artist's soul to be torn.
Light and airy or dark and mysterious.
To get the work out dedication is serious.
Whether it be verse, painting or model,
Surely your heart you must follow.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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August 1, 2009 at 4:59 AM
Good morning Julie, thank you for sharing your wonderful poetry today. Hope you are enjoying your weekend as much as I am enjoying mine. Love, Carol
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