I have many chapters
in my book of life.
From when I was small
to becoming a wife.
I will start mid point
somewhere I usually start
to when I put myself through
college to study art.
It was a time of my life
when my two boys had grown
They were at college themselves
and their seed had been sown.
Mine had not been planted yet
as I was unsure what I could do.
having raised two handsome sons
but now had time to think it through.
One sunny day I sat with pencil in hand
ready to write a few notes,who knows
I spotted out of the corner of my eye
a beautiful red English rose.
I started to sketch it without thought
concentrating on its form - new to me
I thought I will sketch what is there
and not what I think I can see.
The result was quite impressive
I had shaded exactly where the sun wont shine
I had shadows, I had tones, I had a drawing
to be proud of, something that was mine.
When my family returned, it was put before them
I felt rather good, they said nice things
So I rang college and enrolled in classes
at life drawing tutorials and the rest it brings.
I did five years studying all hours of the day
Painting watercolours, sketching and planning
I had something else to live for in every way.
I surprised myself and got to University level
passed all my exams with flags held high
and the best thing about it was I had a talent
I did not even have to try.
It came natural to me, now looking back
I am pleased about everything I have done
I have had exhibitions, and now paint everyday
my seed has done very well for me in the sun.