Golden field Painting

You come like me Eyes looking down. I lowered them - too! Passerby, stop! Read - Chicken Blindness And poppies typing a bouquet, What called me Marina And how old I was. Don’t think that here is a grave, That I will appear, threatening ... I loved too much Laugh when you can’t! And the blood rushed to the skin And my curls curled ... I was also a passerby! Passerby, stop! Tear yourself wild stalk And after the berry after him - Cemetery wild strawberry Larger and sweeter not. But just don’t stand gloomily, Head down to the chest. Think easy of me Forget about me easily. How a ray illuminates you! You're covered in golden dust ... - And don't let it bother you My voice is from underground.

Painting:Acrylic on Canvas

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:27.6 W x 19.7 H x 0.7 D in

Delivery Time:Typically 5-7 business days for domestic shipments, 10-14 business days for international shipments.