I Want To Paint…

I want to paint

a perfect, pink flamingo soaring in the sky with its wings spread out like a plane,

a beautiful, lush green garden with scarlet pink roses,

a cute, cuddly snow white kitten soundly sleeping on a fluffy, pink bed.


I want to paint,

I want to paint,

I want to paint,

without constraint!


I want to paint

a freshly picked basket of scarlet strawberries shimmering in the shining sun,

a rainbow spreading all across the countryside protecting a pot of gold,

a brave, blue bird flying with its family and friends on the way to Australia.


I want to paint the end of this poem.

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