Art 2
Art
I have a brush
A picture you'll see
I have a pen
Soon, thoughts will run free
I have a mind
The World is of me.
-EinStud
.
Art 2
Art
I have a brush
A picture you'll see
I have a pen
Soon, thoughts will run free
I have a mind
The World is of me.
-EinStud
.
02-04-2010
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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