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© Ben Heine || Facebook || Twitter || www.benheine.com
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A very quick sketch I made in a bus while I was abroad
(part of a sketchbook full of similar drawings...)
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For more information about my artwork: info@benheine.com
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A Flower For You
A poem by Peter S. Quinn
A flower for you to adore,
When spring seethe here now on;
With colors and shades even more,
Until every fragrance is gone.
A rose in my garden will grow,
Blushing so pure and so hot;
Until there is here again snow,
When its petals again will then rot.
Each time when a season is new,
And everything's growing alive;
We have then regretting so few,
For we do not in winter strive.
A bouquet of wild blooming flowers,
Enriched by all fragrance therein;
Will give you the beauty for hours,
If hue with your heart inter twin.
Remember the love precious one,
The bloom newly cut and fresh;
That came from wilderness sun,
Is sweet smelling - less and less...
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--> The poem appeared on [link]
____________________________________________________
A very quick sketch I made in a bus while I was abroad
(part of a sketchbook full of similar drawings...)
____________________________________________________
For more information about my artwork: info@benheine.com
____________________________________________________
A Flower For You
A poem by Peter S. Quinn
A flower for you to adore,
When spring seethe here now on;
With colors and shades even more,
Until every fragrance is gone.
A rose in my garden will grow,
Blushing so pure and so hot;
Until there is here again snow,
When its petals again will then rot.
Each time when a season is new,
And everything's growing alive;
We have then regretting so few,
For we do not in winter strive.
A bouquet of wild blooming flowers,
Enriched by all fragrance therein;
Will give you the beauty for hours,
If hue with your heart inter twin.
Remember the love precious one,
The bloom newly cut and fresh;
That came from wilderness sun,
Is sweet smelling - less and less...
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--> The poem appeared on [link]
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2044x1357px 2.34 MB
© 2009 - 2024 BenHeine
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Good work ^_^