My Canvas, My World
a template, a start,
my world’s my canvas
my canvas my art.
Snap shot motion,
our documented life,
scrap book memories,
second marriage, first wife.
With each day passing,
we’re sitting waiting,
a new year comes
ready for painting.
We wake once more
under tired sky.
and time it welcomes us
then passes by.
Each shade of our life
mixes black with dark grey,
green with envy
then washes away.
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