Musee des beaux arts Imitation

About joy they were always right,
The young: how they lived
Its innocent nature; how they play
While others work and stress on what life may bring.
How, when the son waits patiently
And is in awe as his father teachers him
To become a man.
That moment is never forgotten
That even relationships run its course
and bridges are burned on both sides.
But they never forgot.
Anyhow, in the middle of the room
Where furniture is laid to rest with the father,
as blinking lights distracts and retracts from time.
In Starry Night, for instance: how the sky moves
Quite quickly, as the town lays at rest,
not wanting to join in.
But the sky will continue to kiss the stars,
as the town is lost in slumber.
Something amazing, the town awakens at dawn,
And joins the sky as it moves quite quickly.