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The Bust

The bust was made a of marble,
a replica so true,
with features carved so lifelike,
that emotions shone through too.

Beneath the bloom of marble,
I am sure that there must be,
pulsing veins to give it life,
with red blood flowing free.

The sculptor used his chisel
to petrify his wife
knowing that his efforts
gave her eternal life.

This beautiful creation,
would retain its inner light
when both of them had perished
and succumbed to life's long fight.

Now the sculpture and his lady
have a lifetime to compare
her every extra wrinkle
from her neckline to her hair!

Ivor G Davies

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