we all have different brush strokes
on the canvas of our lives

and how wonderful it would be
if you added one to mine

My beautiful tulip flowers
Red, blue, yellow and white
Tucked in a flower vase
That I've placed within my sight

Away in some floral valley
In my dream, that's not true
I am picking lovely flowers
The ones that I just drew

So bright, the petals shine
Amongst the desperate weeds
Butterflies enjoy the nectar
And gather their feeds

A sudden gist, broke my dream
With a brush, I began to paint
A vase, with my favorite tulips
That looks kind of a quaint...

©sim

Painting over mould
makes me think of winter , and
the first day of spring