Poem of the Day
I painted her with green hair
the first tube of paint I chose
I painted hair
on a bare white canvass
I knew it was her
I used plus signs for eyes in red
then with an artistic touch
I sat a bird in her hair in yellow
with black eyes
but before I knew it
without thinking much
I painted a log cabin over her face
then streaked the canvas with orange
and suddenly I was finished
as suddenly as I started
I allowed the painting to rest for a month or so
and then I signed it
with my noun
I think the yellow bird
was wonderful
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