She used to paint with all her colors pouring on a piece of paper
And her mind opens like the wide sky and blossoms like the cherry petals.
She used to color as her free mind wanted to do
No rules blinded her, a genius natural great artist.
She discovered a fantastic game by mixing colors with water.
Her childhood was cherished with brushes and colors.
Color mixes with another color and yields a new hue,
Her eyes sparked with unbound joy with full of peal-like tears!
Write comment. Such a nice work, Tuwa. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks