When she was six, she didn't presume for a swain,
All the boys tried to attract her attention, in vain.
That's the sea of Perfection, she expected to swim,
These colorless boys rivaled to kindle her, with vim.
But what really melted the heart of this white swan,
Was proving, without eraser, an Ideal could be drawn.
This is a gallery-quality giclée art print on 100% cotton rag archival paper, printed with archival inks. Each art print is listed by sheet size and features a minimum one-inch border.