Mind the Wet Paint
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I wonder what I’d find if I could decorate my mind
a tiny peach plaster to heal the hurt of acts unkind
There’d be lots of sunshine yellow swirls to brighten up the day
and numerous scraps of paper for poems that come my way
You won’t find frills and flounces, and barely any pink
I’m not a girly girly girl, no matter what folks think
My head’s filled with rainbow colours; they keep the blues at bay
with my silly sense of humour, I know the smiles are here to stay
There’ll be lots of kitchen roll for tears of laughter that spill
‘One sheet is plenty’ grrr that darn advert makes me ill!
A palette filled with memories, some happy some sad
I repeat myself, I repeat myself - it drives my hubby mad!
Be careful if you lift the lid, as the paint is fresh and wet
Keeps my brain from atrophying like concrete that has set
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3/21/18
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2018
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