Become a Painting
Dear Artist,
I'm a character locked in your mind,
A figment of your imagination.
You sit staring out of the window
Watching, waiting for inspiration.
Aren't you aware Dear Artist,
There's so much you can do with me?
I want to become a painting.
Dear Artist, set me free!
Dear Artist, you're so talented!
You have the magic touch.
With a stroke or two of your stained brush
I can exist. It would mean so much!
Will a Bluetit perch on my fingers
While I sing like a Disney Princess?
Will I hold something precious close to my chest?
What skills will you have me possess?
You will have your lightbulb moment,
Where you too will feel liberated.
You'll have many colourful adventures in store
For me, whom you've created.
I await each meaningful brush stroke
With eager anticipation!
The many scenic fantasies I have had
Fill me with awe and fascination!
Until we meet, Dear Artist,
I patiently will be waiting.
Bring me to life my dear friend!
I want to become a painting!
Written 9th November 2021
Copyright © Natasha L Scragg | Year Posted 2021
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