John F. McCullagh
Life And Art - Poem by John F. McCullagh
For the artist, Joanne Cooper, on the occasion of her eightieth birthday
With keen eye and skillful hands
You take the light of other days
And produce lush landscapes for your fans
Much like a playwright crafting plays.
You start with canvas white and clean
So like the snows we’ve lately seen
And with bold strokes make form and line-
Virtual playgrounds for the mind.
With age comes wisdom to impart
Suffused with light, these stand apart:
Common place made special art.
The gracious gift of a gentle heart.
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