You paint it well and very musically too Becky. During my late husbands life, he painted thousands of kids faces, allowing them to be whatever they wanted, without making even enough to cover his costs. That is real love and true Art from the heart. We all have to wear the mask, in order to survive, but between two people in love, we are able to lift it occasionally, but not all the time. Have to keep the mystery, don't we? A very tactile poem. Putting on my sunny smile, Tai
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You paint it well and very musically too Becky. During my late husbands life, he painted thousands of kids faces, allowing them to be whatever they wanted, without making even enough to cover his costs. That is real love and true Art from the heart. We all have to wear the mask, in order to survive, but between two people in love, we are able to lift it occasionally, but not all the time. Have to keep the mystery, don't we? A very tactile poem. Putting on my sunny smile, Tai