Wed, 03/30/2016 - 13:30 -- shanaea


It takes one day of seeing the gallery

That's when the camera discovers you

It knows you won't do it for a salary

This happens because it knows you'll pursue


My eyes are always wandering

Taking a sudden mind picture

I study, I'm pondering

Should it be added to my mixture?


Take time to study the subject

People, nature... Animals, places

I have a theme that, for me, is perfect

Now take the portrait, as I like faces


I edit until my dream comes true

It's printed and framed, but the magic is you 

This poem is about: 


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