In the Eye of the Beholder
Zach holds a scrap of paper proudly aloft. "Look what I made!"
I examine it. "Ooo, a little black scribble. I bet it's an airplane!" Because this is Zach, after all.
"Yeah! A airp'ane!" His smile stretches past his ears, then he hops down from the table.
"I can't wanna draw any more, Mary."
Because when you've hit perfection, there is no need to strive further.
~~~~~~~~~~~~ © 2006, Mary P