My canvases are blank,|
Watercolors and oils paintings are nil.
I promise myself every day to
Paint again... yet here I am,
A blue ribbon winner without
Heart to try and mix a pallet or lift a brush...
Paint that rose my heart urges,
What about that butterfly or
The robin flying so high...
I only sigh and turn away,
My artistic prowless has deserted me,
Oh I pray for its return!
Entry for the A Bird's Eye View Anew hosted by Reality I
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