To see my work lining a gallery wall,
It would make me the happiest person alive.
The even rows of metal frames
Containing hours of toil and devotion.
The slim museum hostess praising the works
While guests meander back and forth.
For none of them to look bored would be
The ultimate blessing for an artist.
Paintings and designs work
Behind glass beckoning the eyes.
A gallery is in my destiny.
I’m so very sure of it.