One Squiggle At a Time

A pristine blank linen canvas shares a smile a crisp clear blank page beckons me forward I feel propelled, excited and enthusiastic. Anything could happen; everything could happen I pick up my pencil, my pen, my paintbrush And begin to recreate my world One word, one squiggle, one key stroke, one brush at a time Imagination parades forth with a huge smile Loving this time we have to dream and create