I’ll spend the day engrossed in painting <br />Incredible things that are to come <br />It’s a future I’m creating <br />What do the swirls of paint become? <br /> <br />The flick of a paintbrush makes your smile <br />And the angle of colour makes views for a mile <br /> <br />And the streets below may be filled with strangers <br />But there’s none more stranger than the one I know <br />A stranger who’s aware of all the dangers <br />Who all too soon met her plateau <br /> <br />The swish of colour forgets one part <br />A journey’s required if I am to embark <br />On this probaby too ambitious new start<br /><br />Lea Simpson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-probaby-too-ambitious-new-start/
