Thoughts are stir by the sight <br />of a familiar picture from the past <br />Layers of time saved in a drawing <br />by a young child… images that hold fast <br /> <br />Simple figures drawn with crayon <br />firmly standing on horizontal ground <br />A solid waxy orange sphere hovers… <br />glowing rays are earthward bound <br /> <br />Free from care… smiling faces beam <br />invigorated by the blue of unpolluted air <br />Tree leaves of emerald green swirl… <br />A timeless place that continues to share <br /> <br />The hand that guided this valued creativity <br />iIs now in charge of a future that is unknown <br />What lies beyond the multicolored rainbow… <br />Now that you have grown… <br /> <br />7/9/08<br /><br />Theresa Ann Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-crayon-drawing/
