He sketches on the cupboards;
He doodles on the walls;
He draws in basement stairways,
And in stuffy upper halls.
He decorates the lampshades
And the windows in the den.
He didn’t miss my magazine
On pages nine and ten.
He maybe lacks the proper touch,
The swing, the stuff, the movement;
But on the bathroom mirror
I think I see improvement.
Praise for such artistic bent
Comes to mind unbidden.
However, don’t refer to such
Talent, please, as “hidden!”
by Ray Romine Sunday, August 19, 1951
