Life, S Canvas Poem by Poison 9901

As life begins the colors are out of focus and kind of bleak
Your eyes are not quite adjusted things of color you must seek
Your canvas will begin to fill with colors from that day on
Its only at death that we believe your canvas is gone

Two in love have created one and have been blessed from above
The first color we will find will be red the color of love

As you grow and learn you life becomes more settled and mellow
The next color we will find will be the calming color of yellow

Somewhere along the line someone will obviously be treated mean
The next color we will find will be the color green

Sometimes you might even find you have jumped off lifes track
The next color we will add will be the basic black

Eventually you might find love but it will not love you true
The next color we will add will be the color blue

At some time and point in life you will experience a terrible fright
The last color we will need will be your basic white

With these basic colors your foundation can be laid
With a little finesse and blending any color can be made
Some decisions in life are easy and some you are forced to make
You paint a picture of life by the paths you choose to take

I often wonder that when my canvas is shown
Will it blend in with the others or will it stand alone
Life is what Ive made of it and I have always tried to do my best
I surely hope that my canvas will somehow stand out above the rest

Ive chosen the paths in life I assumed would set me aside
Everything Ive done in life Ive always tried to do with pride
Most of my paths were predetermined by many unseen others
Ive had some inspiration by observing my Mother Father and my Brothers

Like so many people I often wonder what everyone thinks of me
But in the end my Lifes Canvas will be there for all to see
Painted with the colors of life you thought could never be
Standing all alone for all others to see