A Child Drawing On 2019051820190518 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems10 Comments There’s no one more alive, absorbed – At least, that’s known to me – As when a child is drawing; Pure creativity Their line and color choices Are not convention’s slave: They draw because they want to And don’t have to behave To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMoreEmailPocketPrintLike this:Like Loading...