The Painting - Poem by Gayle Sweeney
The majestic painting in my heart found a home.
By the true blue pure treasured heavens that is known.
What colors do you see there plein air
Dancing joyfully and all so rare?
With jewelled strokes the painting is a pretty show of
The colors are a once in a lifetime happy journey for my searching eyes.
I'm glad I could get to go there just once, just once
Before I die.
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