I glance outside
The window
As my train halts
For a signal.
I see a painting
Right there
On my regular route
To school.
A perfect painting
Trees, hills
A setting sun
Clouds and the horizon.
The complete landscape
Right there
All that was missing
Was a canvas and paint
Some paintbrushes.
And a person
Who could paint,
Of course.
Lovely!
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You can pain it all here…with your words!..you are an artist too :-*
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Thankie 🙂
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