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A Sad Farewell To An Artist I Half Knew
Today, whilst at the park
The son of an artist called in
And informed me
Of his mothers passing
And that he kindly
Wished to leave all her art materials
To arts project that she loved
She was a regular artist
At the life modelling
Always friendly
Always an accomplished artist
Sometimes i was one of the models
She will be sadly missed
Her son departed
Overcome with the grief
He was carrying
I felt it
And went into a back room
To wipe away my own tears
Not only for the loss of the artist
But also for her son
I then ventured into the rain
And stood there
Feeling the rain on my face
Washing away my sadness
As the beauty of the nature around me
Seemed to glisten
As though lighting a candle
In appreciation of her art
by Jemia
The son of an artist called in
And informed me
Of his mothers passing
And that he kindly
Wished to leave all her art materials
To arts project that she loved
She was a regular artist
At the life modelling
Always friendly
Always an accomplished artist
Sometimes i was one of the models
She will be sadly missed
Her son departed
Overcome with the grief
He was carrying
I felt it
And went into a back room
To wipe away my own tears
Not only for the loss of the artist
But also for her son
I then ventured into the rain
And stood there
Feeling the rain on my face
Washing away my sadness
As the beauty of the nature around me
Seemed to glisten
As though lighting a candle
In appreciation of her art
by Jemia
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