I want to paint…

I want to paint a cat as white as the clouds in the sky. I want to paint a rose as red as blood. I want to paint swans swimming silently as the river rages. I want to paint all the stars in the sky, as the majestic moon passes by.

I want to paint the distance between me and my family. I want to paint the memory of all my ancestors who have passed beyond. I want to paint all my friends that have moved away.

I want to paint the taste of all the food I’ve enjoyed. I want to paint the smell of the toasty campfire, where we roasted melting marsh mellows. I want to paint the memory of when we went on holiday to Greece last year.

I want to paint the end of this poem.