A drawing is simply a line going for a walk. Paul Klee

Paul Klee and the Line

Paul Klee woke up one day
And took a line for a walk
They went for miles, saw many sights
But didn’t stop to talk.

A line, said Paul, is a very fine friend
It takes you here and there
In and out and over the fence
You never can tell where.

Paul Klee was the line’s best friend.
He handled her with care.
You can tell that the line loved Paul
They were a handsome pair.

They sang a song as they went along
Of red, blue and green
Of black, gold, yellow and orange
And everything in between.

Paul Klee took a walk one day
With his old friend the line
She was Paul’s very dear friend
And I’d like to make her mine.