Leonor
The clouds soaring through the sky,
The tones of brown that surround a tree,
The way the landscape is arranged perfectly,
This is the lens of an artist, carefree.
The BUZZING sound of a honeybee,
The warmth contrasts the cool colors,
The feeling of the paintbrush hitting the canvas, now I’m finally free,
I swear I can do this for hours.
A love that is filled with creativity,
Allows us to produce and oversee-
The comments and looks we get, as snarky as they may be,
So I create my own world, where I can just be me.
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