The Perfect Painting

A near one motivated me to paint my canvas with hues newed So that I could paint a perfect painting never ever viewed I practiced hard and soon my brushstrokes had no rival Grateful that I learnt well and wanted the art to see survival I realized that the younger ones could not sustain my dream For they had their own to fulfill and swim their own stream They thought that in front of my success, their talent may be pale And who will then admire their own canvas and boost their morale I let them be themselves and burnt up my own perfect painting so that they could get a perfect one from their own attaining I was happy that they learnt to paint their canvas perfectly in the end For I discovered that perfectness is no absolute and had infinite trend Like the colors of the rainbow throw up new fusions at their seam And give colors for a new perfect painting for another generation to dream **** Form: sonnet (14 lines) Date: 3.6.2014 Name of Contest: The Perfect Painting by Elly Wouterse