Shamyras Art
Shamrya was racing toward her art show in St McCan
Scattering paint supplies and brushes as she ran
They landed on sidewalks and created works of art
Her joyfulness surrounding others at the local mart
How do those art supplies do that? Someone asked in awe.
I have no idea, but that Shamrya surely can draw!
She arrived late, set up her canvas and ran toward Albquerque.
Taking her time, showing her best side, as we could see.
Her mountains were magnificent, her trees were fine.
Standing like stoic soldiers in a terrific tree line.
Shamrya was happy to sell her art that day.
Being a little bit late did not get in her way.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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