Art isn’t just painting. There are many ways people create and here I’d like to share some of the poems that Mary Kate Canavan sent in from her GHS 9th Grade Honors Class.
Matt Lane
Gloucester fishing
Waves crashing waves thrashing
Fishy fresh salty and crisp
Gusts of wind blowing right in
Strange woman who takes her dog to look for rocks
Catching a blue fish wanting an hour on the clock
Waiting for that fish to come in, starting to grin
Giving up is never a win
Lightning, thunder, windy rain
Come to Gloucester and feel the pain
~ Matt Lane
Good Morning Gloucester 