Pardon me if I kvell.  My dear grandson Konrad wrote this wonderful poem, inspired by these two paintings.  A double whammy of happiness for me.

Shadows

Dance

Over the walls

Always moving

Not noticeably

But never stopping

Hugging all that pass

Receiving hugs back

Or rejected

They’re dogs

Not getting too far away

From their master

Pulling

And pulling

Taunting and teasing

Night falls

They fade away

Asleep.

Konrad Herman