L.S.Lowry.

He painted matchstick men and matchstick cats and dogs.
He painted factory scenes with all the poverty and the smog.
He painted reality in a childish way.
But for his masterpieces he did not earn a pay.
Now that he is dead.
His resting soul does get paid.
By day he earned his living as a rent collector.
For his employer he was their money protector.
But by night he done what he does best.
He painted from his homely secure family nest.
Through his day work his artistic mind captured scenes.
And at night painted them on canvas from his artistic genes.
From the British isles he hailed from.
A place where many talented people do come.
His work will never be forgotten.
His style of painting forever begotten.