What an Artist Sees

What an Artist Sees

A Poem by Dreaded Reset

The busy streets
Of Chicago
Filled with people
Rushing to work
Taxis stopping
For paying riders
Driving them
To their destination
The gentle pastures
Of a farm
The cool sun
Warming my back
Pigs playing in the mud
Cows eating grass
While the farmer
Carefully picks cornstalks
The details of a city
The roughness of a farm
Can all be seen
Through an Artists eye

© 2017 Dreaded Reset


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Added on April 20, 2017
Last Updated on April 20, 2017

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Dreaded Reset
Dreaded Reset

Chicago, IL



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when people smile, i smile back. when people laugh, i laugh too. when people giggle, i giggle too. but when people cry, i cheer them up. more..

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