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The David

The David
David J Walker

I’ve touched the David’s
Blackened toe 

Standing in awe below 
a man captured in marble 

And marvel at his patients 
For a rescue chiseled in stone

There is a line of admirers 
Standing in an August rain 

Waiting to see him 
Waiting their turn 

To touch his toe
Smiling for a camera
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Allison Avatar
November 23, 2021 at 6:36 AM
I am sure many million hands willdo exactly the same and posewith the sculpture, excellent ink david, hugs jan xx
Walker Avatar
November 23, 2021 at 6:40 AM
Thank you, Jan. Yes, many millions. I am still in awe of such beauty ..
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