Red, green, purple, yellow,
light, dark, bright and mellow.
Smiling faces, frowning sighs,
morning wakes and lullabies.

Splash of paint and stroke of light,
scratch of pencil, close in night.
Rip of paper, breaking thread,
whisper of brush all covered in red.

Twisting and dancing, always still.
Delicate meadows, colors fill.
Animals ready to leap away,
painted so they never stray.

Songbirds sing with melody strong
Silent whistl'ing, where hearts belong.
A cursed blessing, trapped for good.
Story where my picture stood.