Post by Old Lion on Dec 21, 2016 14:23:46 GMT
Here at the gallery
Enjoying the scene
Of art so very foreign
Wild and serine
Paintings that are weathered
From five hundred years rain
Battered and bruised
Yet still beautifully stained
Crumbled statues of old gods
So carefully created
And recreations of grand temples
Still stunning though desecrated
It's a glorious collection
Of art from far away
Every single last painting
Worthy of its display
But the most wondrous of sights
The most beautiful piece of art
Is the girl stood beside me
Who has captured my heart
The way she observes the exhibit
With a curious fascination
Her desire for pure knowledge
From every faucet of creation
The way she lights up
When she discovers something new
With a smile so warm
It makes me light up too
She doesn't do it the feel smart
Or to prove herself right
Just to learn something new
Fills her with delight
And now I want so much
To go on adventures with her
So we discover
Even more wonders together
Enjoying the scene
Of art so very foreign
Wild and serine
Paintings that are weathered
From five hundred years rain
Battered and bruised
Yet still beautifully stained
Crumbled statues of old gods
So carefully created
And recreations of grand temples
Still stunning though desecrated
It's a glorious collection
Of art from far away
Every single last painting
Worthy of its display
But the most wondrous of sights
The most beautiful piece of art
Is the girl stood beside me
Who has captured my heart
The way she observes the exhibit
With a curious fascination
Her desire for pure knowledge
From every faucet of creation
The way she lights up
When she discovers something new
With a smile so warm
It makes me light up too
She doesn't do it the feel smart
Or to prove herself right
Just to learn something new
Fills her with delight
And now I want so much
To go on adventures with her
So we discover
Even more wonders together
