Between age five and now - it's been a long time - <br />If I've held one position - it's been a hundred; <br />Many in order to earn - others just to learn. <br />School came first; often I was needed at home - <br />At times one known or unknown sought me out. The amazing thing now is how each piece fits <br />Into a still-evolving, ever-clearer picture! <br />Was it intended? The colors are from a palette <br />More bright and varied than an artist could <br />With careful blends of subtle shades ever dream; <br />The picture so perfect in accent and tone - <br />The Master Artist, and He alone, must hold the palette! Not one year of those many I was teacher or professor, <br />No single experience as volunteer, part-timing - <br />Oh, so much of it, as college and university <br />Schedules shifted for this term or that semester - <br />No, not a single one of the pieces was lost; <br />Each is apparent if one studies closely the picture. <br />"But why, just why was all of this?" <br />As I helped each one in every way I could - <br />But with so little money - I found, <br />As I learned, more lies in caring.<br /><br />Alice Louise Salter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-master-artist-2/
