Friday, November 24, 2017



I Will Be Remembered for The Words Gathered and Scribed/ The Paint Painted on Surfaces

the morning cold                      the landscape bare and brown              not the best time of year

how will i be remembered        this will depend                                    on who you ask

like a cut stone                         it will depend                           on how you hold me to the light

some very old people               will remember the schoolgirl               young & attractive

a good student                          my coworkers will remember               i worked hard             

had a smile for everyone          i hope my child will remember             i was his mom

my heart was his                       and his heart mine                                all will remember

i was an artist                           would forgo pleasure                           for time in the studio

you ask                        will your work be remembered                         that i cannot say

the role of the artist                  is a difficult one                                   and the work created

will be remembered…             or not                                       fate will answer that question

November 24, 2017


                                    

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