Love of Art
Love of Art
You pick up your pencil
Start off with a dot.
Who knows where you'll go
From that small little spot.
Maybe a tall mountain?
Or a tiny fish in the sea?
A scenery of beauty ?
Or a funny looking tree?
Perhaps a little doodle
That makes no sense at all?
What about a great big ship
Shooting a cannonball?
There are no rights and wrongs
When it comes to the love of art.
Let it come through your emotions
Let it come straight from your heart.
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