I LOVE ART

I love art

And don’t know why

Blame it on my youth

I would wake up early

I had newspapers to deliver

They were at Ron’s place

Had to get them at 5 AM

A blackbird wuild call to me

It was a lament for Linis

He had died in an accident

Everyone had loved him

He helped anyone wo needed it

He loved everyone and put them first

Never thinking of just himself

Always alert and never lucid

When I finished my paper route

I walked by closed shops

Except the bakery was open

Chocolate chip cookie time

Then the art gallery windows

Taking in all the wonder

Placed so carefully on the canvas

Different people and different styles

That must be my answer

On why I love art

It taught me to never copy

But be original at all costs

And always do my best  

Stanski on October 5, 2025, ^