Debi

DEBI

Her pale hands
Dancing on the drawing board
Stealing that little magic light
From the sun
That smiles at her
Out of her window

The delicate touch of her fingers
Competing with spiders
That silently weave cobwebs
Out in the garden
Peaceful, little Heaven

Her eyes
So lively and curious
Still in search of
A romantic landscape
A sunset over a solitary beach
The nostalgic cry of a seagull

The beauty of her Art
Moving us all to tears
Her endless quest for perfection
Second to nothing but
The boundless beauty of her soul

                                                                       'Roberta' by Debi Bowes