The Artist of the Beautiful
When I was a child
My oldest brother gave me a plastic car
He had a model kit
And applied blue and paint
And his ingenuity
To make it beautiful
Why he gave it to me, I don’t know
I was not known for being careful
And he told to take care with it
To keep it whole and as it was
I did not
Maybe if he hadn’t said anything
I’d have done better
But in a while, not so little while, it
Was ruined
And now five decades later
I still feel badly
It’s possible, though I doubt I will inquire,
He doesn’t remember any
Of this
C L Couch
notes
title a title of a short story by Nathaniel Hawthorne
http://www.online-literature.com/hawthorne/124/, one place to find it
(image)
Bill Abbott – Beautiful 1/24 Ford Thunderbird above, port quarter fancy paint
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