By Andy Pratt

Oh how great thou art
With thy creative genius
And imaginative divinity,
Sprung from hearts
Of the worlds eight wonders
In elegance, also perfection
Mixed with love and integrity

Your influence has been shared nationwide
From antique stores to fire place mantles
Thy own house is a mirror of colors
To say of amethyst, jonquil, and ebony hues
Tangerine, ruby, and emerald textures too
A rainbow dwells inside these walls

Stemming from thy Lake Zurich home
To the pot of gold inside the factory
It keeps expanding everyday
As does the line of glass figures
Waiting patiently to be snuck into my room.