The spring sun, about undone for the day. Lit the bricks like match sticks, then went away.
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About Me
- Steve-O
- I'm the only child of an artist and an engineer. That alone should explain much. I'm an artist, not an engineer. Mom's the artist. I ski, bike, boat, hike, travel, read, write, paint, draw, dream and love. I've illustrated children's books and I am a contributing political cartoonist.
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Cool lines. Love the poem.
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