I took a tiny touch of red
Then I dabbed a bit of blue.
Voila! I had purple
Now I wondered what to do.
The empty piece of canvas
Was waiting for a scene.
I shall start to build a forest
With shades of deepest green.
Ooops! I erred and made a splat.
It's a mark I can't take back.
I've changed my mind completely
This paintings now abstract.
Copyright © Donna Condron | Year Posted 2020
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