There was a child went forth every day,

And the first object he looked upon and re-

ceived with wonder, pity, love, or dread,

that object he became,

And that object became part of him for the day,

or a certain part of the day, or for many

years, or stretching cycles of years.

~Walt Whitman

  • JoinedMarch 2009
  • OccupationArtist
  • HometownPayson, AZ
  • Current citySeattle, WA
  • CountryUSA

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