Renew
Monet had his garden to paint,
Water lilies and a bridge so quaint
So many times he swiped his brush,
To capture the flowers and mistle thrush
Soothing pastels and budded greens,
So content, each day for him seemed
Never tiring of his view,
Suggests it was to renew
And emotion or a spirit,
Each day he believed it
So what about you,
What do you do
To reconnect mind and heart,
So every day is a fresh start
Even if the routine is the same,
You are enthralled to be in the game
Satisfied just to be,
Drawn to what you see
Pushed forward by your passion,
Happiness your decision
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