by Janis Gaines

You have turned my insides out
And colored them in pretty hues
The makings of a masterpiece
How could I refuse?
The touch of a brush with a palette of paint
With richness I’ve never seen
You have washed all the gray and dark colors away
And have painted a much fairer scene
Full of roses and wishes and bright full moonbeams
And a grand castle that is safe from the storm
With a few strokes and some flare
A great treasure is there
And my life has taken new form

© January 28, 2002
Atlanta, GA