Lauren's Hand - a poem to thank a friend for her art she shares

Each stroke is measured
no matter her subject
though some come easier
and others fight free
to grace the paper
with her mind's vision
as it works slowly
to enhance our lives.

Each stroke of pencil
brush, chalk or charcoal
works its own magic
upon our wandering souls
to bring them back
from far, dangerous journeys
and ground us again
amid earth's many beauties.

Each stroke she makes
she mesmerized our minds
reaching in with art
to use her hand
to soothe our ills
touch our heart's strings
and stir up love
to make us human.... again.