In moments of great solitude I remember him <br />From that world where almost everyone was at their very best <br />Generosity - yes - and talent too <br />You could taste the salt spray from his oils <br />His name and life ache in a heart where age has come and <br />At last I better understand what it means to be an artist <br />In a world where so many do not paint with oils.<br /><br />Bill Grace<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tribute-to-the-artist-bob-nally/
