Artist
Come sit beside me in the garden And watch the flowers grow When we get older And it’s time for us to go Then we can wonder how our lives did flow Like a river from the mountain Like the dripping of a tap Was it like an ocean Or a trickle of tree sap Or a timeless, endless flow Of everything This and that Come sit beside me now My love Sit upon my lap Love will always be like that
Other websites to check out
National Association for the Visual Arts Ltd
Artworkers.org
Visual Arts Network
