Crackbook

[crackedskull]

Thank you Jeffrey

Day 7 fin- 5h done

A sculpture, I study,
For you, my buddy.

Easy task it is,
Though I'm no whiz.

First the basic forms,
my hand performs.

Work goes by smoothly,
though a little bit crudely.

I get to painting the eyes.
What a cruel fate it hides.

I fail and fail,
I cannot bail.

I search for errors,
only to find terrors.

I measure in vain,
theres nothing to gain.

My eyes see the mistake,
My hand cannot shake.

Eyes constantly causing me pain,
Over and over painting in vain.

Alas I am content,
for my time spent.

For I know that to learn,
I must sometimes be stern.