My Paints Were Excited To See Me
I had not visited my art studio in a fortnight or more
There was a large box I had to push away from the door.
The paints were excited! I could feel their emotions sway.
They began to explode onto a canvas; yelling hip! hip! Hooray!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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