The Artist

By Martha Price

    The many wonderful colors,

All appearing with their might.

A lush breeze flows through the grass

and leaves the day out of sight.

Like paint on a canvas

Blended with a brush,

Only a skilled artist

Could create a world so lush.

Only when the sun sets

Is this natural beauty a sight.

When the moon rises the Sol falls

And the earth loses its light.

The colors show through clouds

Creating peace in the sky.

Many wonderful colors washing around the artist

Catching the human eye.

If only the painter could copy

A feeling of calm and peace.

He can only depict a beautiful sunset,

The time when animals begin to sleep.


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