Long Hours
The subject poses, long hours a day.
The sculptor stares in order to
Sculpt, long hours a day.
Posing and sculpting turns to
Love, thanks to the long
Hours in a day.
The sculpture remains,
Pristine, pale, and pearly white,
Through the many days long hours.
But the sculptor is gone,
Life having left him, after
Many days long hours.
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