Innocence

Looking through the eyes of a child
what wonders they see.
Playful fluffy clouds
foreign to me.

They observe their surroundings
with wonder and awe.
Pointing out things
We've never saw.

Portraits in Oil Pastels

Marilyn Monroe

The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart,
The place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole
But true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul.

Handpainted Patachitra Box

My Mother

Who fed me from her gentle breast
And hushed me in her arms to rest,
And on my cheek sweet kisses prest?
My Mother.