"The Painters"
My canvass
My Life
Each day it is splattered with bits of me and you
And each night it is white washed
In preparation for the new day
Thank god for memories
If I slip
The stroke is ugly and harsh
If you smile
I am Monet
Some say that the masterpiece
The one my life paints daily
It is you
But truth knows better
My imagination is dry
It is your vision that drives my brush
You are the painter
And I the oils
Deep reds
Sky blues
All waiting for your touch
Each day it is splattered with bits of me and you
My Life
Is your canvass
Robert Lloyd
12 September 2011
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