The Sculpture - Poem by Mandy MMR
The smile upon the artist face,
Trust me, it shows no digrace.
The sculpture is finished now,
All anyone can say is 'Wow! '.
It glistens in a hall of fame.
The sculpture will never be tame.
People stop to wonder how,
While the artist takes the smallest bow.
People see it is a work of art,
They know it is just the beginning, the start.
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