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8"x8" mixed media encaustic on 1.5" deep cradled wood panel. Sides stained antique gold. Comes ready to hang.



I think that I shall never see

A poem lovely as a tree.


A tree whose hungry mouth is prest

Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;


A tree that looks at God all day,

And lifts her leafy arms to pray;


A tree that may in Summer wear

A nest of robins in her hair;


Upon whose bosom snow has lain;

Who intimately lives with rain.


Poems are made by fools like me,

But only God can make a tree.

-Joyce Kilmer

Morning Glory

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