The Artist paints the small dingy in the harbor
The ocean a bright blue as the seagulls fly away...farther and farther
Coffee and paintbrushes adorn his easel stand
Women and children gather..but nothing can distract this man
He paints with musical strokes and the colors pop with rhythm and soul
You can almost see the boat moving back and forth...with a slight rock and a little roll
As I watch him paint the sunshine on the canvas I can forget my pain
The warmth rescues me and keeps me sane
Mr. Artist can you please paint my life with the truth in black and white
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