Poem -

PAINTING WITHOUT A BRUSH

PAINTING WITHOUT A BRUSH

You taught me things that helped me see things more beautifully...

Not created to be an Artist with my hands...

An Artist in my mind...

You showed me how to Paint with Clouds...

The way you multiply...

The way you divide...

Ouch!

I don't like that step either...

Back to Painting...

The Way Stars Pop out at Night...

Your very own Pop up Book?

Thank you saying if you can do it...

I can try...

You can make Birds laugh...

They laugh louder when I ask if they're laughing at me?

That's not very nice...

I tried the laughing with me thing...

We saw how that went so good I'll never ask again...
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sparrowsong Ice Queen

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Bernadete van d...

Hi Sparrowsong Ice Queen,
Just want to say that I like very much your first 5 lines. 
Greetings,  B 

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sparrowsong

Hello B...

Delete the 6th down?

Thank you for your kind comment and support...

sparrowsong Ice Queen

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