Paint Sets and Nonsense
There sits next to me a new paint set, well okay, I got it second-hand.
Nothing about paint comes naturally to me. I can paint neither sky, sea or land.
I only have myself to blame, I now feel rather dim
Cuz I know I bought them on a whim
I used to compare my art to that of my classmate.
I did this with my creative writing also, regardless of how teacher would rate.
Do you suppose the person that the paints to me sold
Would refund my money if I am bold?
No, no I'm not a quitter, I'll see it through.
First things first, learn about shade, tone, and hue.
Blue, gray, purple, teal; all are mixed up in the box
But I love the rich warm colors. So I'll paint the town red, later we can have one of our nice long talks.
The person who sold them to me also gave me a nice brush and some canvases.
The brush she bought while in Paris. So, should I go take classes?
I had better learn to hold it properly.
You'll never be a painter, or writer for that matter, seriously Jo. Seriously!!?!!
Stop dreaming and go complete your list of chore.
The collection of 17 classical CDs. Asking price $17. Lead me to the dance floor.
Next to me there sits a new paint set...
Copyright © Jolene Cheyney | Year Posted 2016
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