"If only, if only," the woodpecker sighs,
"The bark on the tree was as soft as the skies."
While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely,
Crying to the moo-oo-oon, "If only, If only.
|Subject||1.6 × 2.9 cm, Aquarell|
|Paper||300g Water Color Paper|
|Dimensions||20 × 20 cm|