I want to paint my mum curling on the sofa as soft as a pillow,

my dog panting like she got hit by the beaming sunshine,

in the freezing cold snow.

I want to paint,a pack of wolves sitting on the grainy soft sand

watching the sunset ready for full moon,like a group of shy

lonely children. While an owl chases it prey in mid air.

I want to paint Mr t sitting in the assembly dressed like a pretty

pink fairy, while Early Days are running wild screaming,

like a mischief of mice being chased by their prey,

before the gloomy dull Lockdown happened.