The Artists House
The second I stepped inside I knew
I had found an artist’s house by every hue
The murals were most everywhere.
Up and down, on windows, walls and stair.
I love this place! I said to everyone I met.
Have not found another one as beautiful yet.
To visit an artist’s house is a joy for me.
I felt like I was in heaven, as you can see.
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