The day shines an invitation through my window
As the dust floats through the air above me
The gift of another day is forever free
I groan and moan and slip my sheepskin boots on and step haphazardly to the kettle
If there was a reason to breathe and keep my head held high
The time spent working with colour is my badge and I Try
To keep living and belong
The colours own my longing to blend and shed the darkness of my mind
Long ago I once looked up at the churches stained glass windows
I said thanks to God for colours
Who could have guessed the meaning of life was so simple
As the days roll by
I’ve shed my yesterday’s and tomorrow’s for the gift of my life and my humble Try
There won’t be any prizes no accolades
To use my palette for my heart to sing
And not to be just another thing
About the Creator
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