And yet another....
If Art I Am To You....
Paint me not in oils and hues
But whispered breaths of “I love you”
Sculpt me not in clay and sand
But in your mind with the palm of your hand
Sing of me not in harmony and rhyme
But with your laughter and tears each day at a time
Dance for me not in cemented step
But in leaps of grace unknown yet
Photograph me not with metal and lens
But with your eyes, how they saw me at the beginning, and at the end.
Jessica Faith
September 3, 2006
4:58 PM