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To 4ever twenty one and Leonid

February 22, 2014

The mind of the Artist magnifies

Treasures seen but not noticed by most

As the craft of the poet sanctifies

Occasions , Objects and personalities, like ghosts

From instants past that appear

And Jolt those craftsmen to bear

Witness to a haunting.

So a Scultpor imprisions a memory

In marble

Sets free the clutter around

The form he saw

As does the painter who shows us more

By getting to the very core

Removing the forest to show a tree

Unlike the Supreme illustrator

Who gave us too much to see at once

Then gave us Artfolk

Whose best works are nowhere near

His finest creation:  Children

Little children

Sons and Daughters

To Magnify our souls

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