The best work of art,
Would be the once full of heart.
The best piece I see,
It's the one that can't break free.
The one with little glory,
You can see is telling a story.
I can see it in you,
The different kind of view.
I wish you could know how much I cared,
But I'm not sure you were prepared.
I sit here and wait,
Wondering what is beyond your gate.