He watched fretfully <br />As she, with paint brush far too large for her preschool hands, <br />Splashed liquid sage aggressively against the wall <br />While she swung her head around to smile, <br />And wild tangles of wheat straw hair <br />Swept through the globby new patch.<br /><br />Robert J Meyer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/painting-5/
