I want to paint life.

I want to paint:

the whistling winter frost biting at my red nose, hopping hares bouncing in the tall wet grass, the ugliness of a pigeon cackling, the fizzy bubbles dancing in a blue tinted wine glass. 

I want to paint:

a floating lily showing off its gorgeous colours, the sadness of when your wellies are all squelchy and muddy, the jingle jangle of my mum’s pearl necklace and the smell of creamy butter on golden coloured bread.

I want to paint life! 

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