A Community of Artists

I remember being surrounded by a community of artists,
And we all pushed each other to excellence.
Our motto, “We are Exceptional,”
Has been nearly forgotten
Since we have gone our separate ways.
Over the years we have grown, matured, changed.


Friends in the dark

The candle flickers in the darkness.

Light shudders in anticipation.

The shadows celebrate their new friends

As they teach furthur toward the door.