ARTIST

borrowed www.flickr.com(Threepwood)

The elephant walks
On a leisurely pace
On the white paper
In the hands that do the drawing

It comes alive
In minute details
Of an animal
Big in the jungle

Eyes of kindness
Big in heart yet suffering from poachers
By the evil of guns and bullets
You hear the roaring cries……..

Yet in your hands
The drawing comes alive
An elephant staring at you
‘Remember me when I am extinct’

Artist in the works
By the canvasses and papers
Living it in the minds
Hands draw animals come alive

So when you are down
You have a passion to draw
In this way you have your focus
Drawing it to make your imaginations
Turning alive on papers and canvasses