While He Slumbers I Paint

Filed Under (i am nobody. - TMNK) by admin on 16-11-2009

I watch him, lying there, silently, peacefully as I paint. I am struck tonight by how precious a moment this is. In this most beautiful of moments I realize, I am not an artist, I am his father, and he is my son. And on the canvas of his heart, I paint  with  all my soul. - TMNK

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