Art home

Nude art to prude art

Prose that arose

Verse and worse

For the wall in your hall

Fresh from the press

The start of the art

   
Art home

Awakening

Cradled with her comforter, she lies
peacefully sleeping.
Fitfully frowning, suddenly starting,
she wakes.
Quizzically looking, hopefully searching,
she sees.
Happily kicking, eagerly reaching,
she smiles;
instinctively knowing love.