Art exchange

Sometime late last year my daughter and one of the companions at Cascadia engaged in an exchange of original art created by themselves. I will give initials only here to respect their privacies. It started out one day with AFL telling me he had made a drawing that he wanted to show me. Then he opened a cupboard door, produced the mixed media drawing shown above and continued: "I made this for your daughter." I'll tell you, I was floored and so was my daughter when I brought the art piece home that evening. She absolutely loved it and right away hung it on the wall at the head end of her bed. Then I got to thinking if my daughter could give something to AFL in return and I thought of a poem she had written a few months before. She didn't think it was that great but everyone we showed it to thought otherwise so we produced a copy and I gave it to AFL the next chance I got. I'm telling you, he was so happy I could see his eyes moistening up on the spot! So here now is the poem which my daughter JAS wrote:

                    Memory
Somewhere out along the sea,
Lives a lonely Memory.
I've seen this Memory once before,
Wading near the ocean's shore.

It glides about just like a bird,
It never stops, or so I've heard.
Folks only know to believe it exists,
Some place far into the mist.

Just last week I stood alone,
Waves rolling in; a bluish tone.
I swear I saw, upon the sea,
A familiar sight, the Memory.

I'm not quite sure if it was that,
But at one time it was here that it sat.
So live a while, and possibly,
You'll come across this Memory.

JAS 2010